She looked up at him.
A question in her eyes. An answer in his.
A promise of a lifetime.
A smile creased her lips gently.
She leaned into him and started playing with his fingers, a favorite past-time of hers.
He looked at her and thought to himself how much of a joy fatherhood was.
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Had to do something to revive my blog which is dying a slow death!! ;-)!!
Haha.. nice one!!
ReplyDeleteHappy New Year, Aishu! May god inspire you to write more next year and in the years to come :-)
nice 1 at the end of the year... good fiction Aishwarya.
ReplyDeletevery nice one...yeah read it late as usual :)
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