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LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT

The doorbell rang and I opened the door. She was standing right there staring at me. I stared right back and I knew it instantly – it was love at first sight. I wanted to hold her, pick her up, twirl her around, and cuddle her all at once. But then what if she runs away?
Such were my initial thoughts when I met little Anika for the first time. Anika is the two year old niece of my flat mate. Having heard umpteen stories about her, combined with my” not- so-usual’ love for tiny tots, I was longing to meet her one day. And there the day came before I knew it! My flat mate brought her home all the way from Chennai while her sister paid her a visit here in Bangalore.
Cute Little Anika has big eyes, brownish- black hair that ends in curls, an angelic smile and energy that is a little exceptional for a two year old girl. Not to forget her out of the world grasping capacity and clear diction. All this make it a pleasure to start a conversation with her.
I’ve always been curious about child psychology and what goes around in a child’s head till they are really able to convey their thoughts in a manner understandable to all ages. The way they stare at an individual, the kind of responses they give on seeing a stranger, their never- ending curiosity make children a perfect topic to conduct a study on.
I never miss waving at a little kid be it in the supermarket, a park or even while crossing the street. Being the youngest in the family I’ve never really had the opportunity to interact with children for a very long period. The neighbourhood’s kid, a cousin’s child or maybe a family friend’s new born, but it ends there.
Having little Anika 24/7 in the house for a week was one of the loveliest experiences I’ve had. We became instant friends and I was elated whenever she called out my name, SHA-REE-KKAA
Then the day arrived when I had to leave on an official trip. Sigh! All good things have to come to an end. So out I took my camera and clicked photos and videos of Anika. Anika and her mom had to leave before I returned from my trip. Wish she was there all the time!
But all said and done I must say I was happy to play and interact with a vibrant and smart child. Perhaps I’ll get to see little Anika more often. I just hope it is before she sports a long mane of silky hair and high heels and before I say good bye to my pair of sneakers and start using Ponds anti- wrinkle cream!

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