Sometimes I save those admiring glances,
For those moments, when you are not looking at me..
I look at you for a long, long time..
All the while, I speak to myself, in background..
“Why did God make her so lucky?”
I am almost jealous,well..almost,
But my admiration for you,
Prevents the jealousy from taking deeper shades…..
Just a little shade of pale green…
And at that moment, you suddenly glance towards me,
And smile the most genuine smile, I have ever seen,
It is so infectious, that I smile back…
And as in reply, I tell myself,
“Maybe because, she has got such a pure heart,
Just may be……”