November 7, 2012

Love and all its little expressions

She picked him up in the morning and held him close. The sun was shining straight into her eyes and so she wrinkled them a bit. She caught him looking at her in a strange way and she realized that she had forgotten to wear her glasses. He looked at her as if he was observing something for the first time and then said, "Amma, your eyes are like the beach! Was it that innocent remark that made her teary or was it the bright light of the sun? She wondered what he meant by that. Did he mean that the colour of her eyes was like the brown (slightly dirty) sand at Marina beach? Or did he mean that they had a calming effect on him much like the beach did on all of us?

Before she could ask him why he said that, he learned forward and kissed her on the cheek and said, "Amma, I can see the water in your eyes like in the beach". Was it just his imagination or had he seen the tears that glistened in her eyes threatening to overflow like the waves about to crash onto the shore? She held him close and kissed him on his cheeks.

Sometimes, it doesn't take much to feel loved. And very often, it is just innocence...especially one of a child.