A day after the silent innocence smelt the perfumed air around. A light different from the ones lent by the primordial soup. The bright new world lay raw in front. Her eyes continued to wink, but the pupil groped around in a semi circle. The tiny fingers snuggled tight to shape the clenched fist with her freedom curtailed in the bundle of joy. Still the toothless smile perfected the art of happiness for the souls around. The thumb went suckling, kissing the tiny lips of hers. Mom wrapped her in an embrace close to the breasts. The cuddle lent warmth to the coziness of affection. She slept, silent and noiseless, dreaming nothing for she hadn’t seen the world outside the featherbed.
3 comments:
beautiful....
But am still wondering why Silence ?
luved the last sentence "... dreaming nothing for she hadn’t seen the world ..." :) wonder u still remember all this??? :)
@preetechi--She is too young to learn the skewed, shrewd ways of life to coax, convince and attain.So silent for the moment...
@sandeepettan--:);) My memory is impeccable...I forgot what I had for lunch today!!!!
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