Hiding behind her mother
the little girl peeped out
while coming out now and then
winked at me for sure.
Her mother was talking to me serious
I could not cope with her 
sobriety
my eyes were on the little one
longing to have a glimpse now and then.
As she winked in the intervals
I winked back wiith a grin
she giggled and hid behind
the scene went on for long.
The mother not knowing what was happening
went along with her narration
hoping that i would listen
did not stop in between.
With my attention on the girl
heard nothing of her mother’s tale
when the mother completed her story
I was nowhere in the midst.
The mother asked me few questions
trusting I would give an answer
I, knowing not what was told
blinked and mumbled something.
The mother got offended
walked away dragging the little one
the girl turned and gave another wink
winking back I sat satisfied.
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