He clicked frantically in the park, taking pictures of the kids playing around.
The little one in yellow on slide, the twins in purple playing on the see-saw, the blue-eyed girl in the sand box, the chirpy three playing Hop-Scotch, the dare-devil on the swings, the ones running towards their parents, the ones running away from them.
A few parents got concerned on why a stranger is clicking snaps of their kids.
"Who are you?" They asked
"I am a collector.", he said, "I collect antiques."
"Why are you clicking our kids' photos", They questioned
"Not them; their smiles! It is going to be a rare commodity soon", He answered.
The little one in yellow on slide, the twins in purple playing on the see-saw, the blue-eyed girl in the sand box, the chirpy three playing Hop-Scotch, the dare-devil on the swings, the ones running towards their parents, the ones running away from them.
A few parents got concerned on why a stranger is clicking snaps of their kids.
"Who are you?" They asked
"I am a collector.", he said, "I collect antiques."
"Why are you clicking our kids' photos", They questioned
"Not them; their smiles! It is going to be a rare commodity soon", He answered.
nice one! smiles do become rare when we grow up :)
ReplyDeleteYup.. . Its true!!! Thanks for the appreciation
ReplyDeleteThat's so sad... yet so true... as we grow older we forget to smile from heart... brilliant!!!
ReplyDeleteThank you for the appreciation!
DeleteNice description. You have made the scene come alive with your words. Really nice.
ReplyDeleteYay!!! That means a lot! Thanks!!
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