Saturday, December 5, 2009

a SmiLe

I thought I saw a familiar face among the crowd today. For a very brief moment, our glances met. While I was debating whether to smile, I am sure our brains started working furiously, to recall if our paths have once crossed.

I remember her. We met under the strangest of circumstances. I was incapacitated and incarcerated, having fought with and being defeated by Mr. D. She tended to my wounds, coming by each day, to ask me how I am.

I don’t know if she remembers me. But I smile anyway.

She smiled back.

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