She woke up that morning feeling fresh and good. Everything was cool till noon when her husband came home for lunch and told her that he had lent money to his best friend, a sum that she could never even imagine. Her grievance was that he could have discussed it with her before he gave the money. He left for office in a huff. She could not stand it.
She was sitting on the sofa, her eyes closed and moist. Her 4 year old son came home from school. Knowing something was amiss, he came and sat besides her silently. Then touched her head and made her lie down on his little lap. She felt so secure... then he tapped lightly on her forehead as if to convey everything will be alright... He placed her head on the sofa... and came back with a blanket and a pillow. He kept a pillow under her head, and covered her with the blanket... His very action brought more tears to her eyes. The gentle touch... the act of love... spoke better than words.
He came home... she was feeling better... yet the scar remained. He sat beside her. No words spoken. She got up to make coffee for him. He caught hold of her hand gently with a light pressure. "I am sorry" He whispered and placed a light kiss on her forehead....
A girl waiting at the airport to meet her lover who was coming over from another country after four years... He recognises her from far, she could observe the gleaming face. He comes towards her and stretches his hand. He then holds her hand and gives a light pressure. Then they walk towards the car. The gentle touch has conveyed all his love for her. She is happy.
A gentle touch, a light kiss... do actions speak better than words?
HPriya Sivan |
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