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The smirk of the ocean

“what is it about her?” they wondered, Why is she so nonchalant, so endearing. While some were busy spending days thinking about her, She was lost in a dream. dreamers hardly resurface, and she being the queen of dreamers, she almost never did.

With her concoctions brighter than sunlight and her smile crooked-er than the lonely elm , she stood at a distance, under the sunlight, and yet away from  it. It was almost as if the big yellow ball in the sky reflected her light and fought for attention as she brushed him away. As she bent to ease the itch on her calf, she stopped, bent and picked up a pebble and held it against the sun. The pebble rolled down her pocket, she looked at the masses that surrounded her. Some looked away, pretending not to be looking at her, Some smiled and acknowledged her existence; She gave them her crooked, aloof smile; unaware of how magnificently enigmatic that slight smirk was. As her eyes Looked through the crowd,searched for someone, someone who couldn’t be found. The frown lines appeared, her fingers deflected back to the stone as she, felt it against her palm. Cool, stable and constant, She walked towards her group of people,’ her people’ as she called them.

Exchange of pleasantries, a few hugs and smiles but her eyes remained transfixed on one face. The crooked grin finally reached her eyes, It was as though she’d found her pebble again.  The sun shone brighter than ever, she the ever-calm, was fidgety. You could see her struggle and try, she looked almost unsure, almost like us mortals.

It was himself, he made her feel this way. Unsure and insecure, while himself stood tall and confident, she hovered, trying to appear nonchalant, the dreamer had died, and there stood the awkward, frantic, needy being.

She was someone who could disappear in a crowd, never to be found; she could hide in an empty room; she could have all the attention with the blink of an eye and shrug it away with the flick of a finger; she chose to disappear generally. She liked to vanish from the face of earth, and reappear like a magic-act. She was like the ocean, always there but taken for granted, moody and unpredictable; she changed colours like the sea under the sun.

But right now, she struggled. She struggled to stay afloat in her very own ocean, as himself looked through her.