I glanced
at the mirror and instantly realised something was missing.
“It has
to do with your old-fashioned goggles, dad. Throw it out and grab a new branded
one,” suggested my daughter.
The idea
sounded good and within a week my look had changed, but the mirror reflection
indicated something was still missing.
“It is
because of the wrinkles, dad. Try out the new face cream. It’s awesome,”
recommended my second daughter, naming a branded item.
Cool
indeed it was. My face was shining the whole day, but I could sense something
was still missing.
When I
confided in my best friend, she studied me for a second and her face flashed
with an idea.
“There
you go. Look at your hairstyle again in the mirror. That’s where the fault
lies. Use a gel,” she came out with a name.
I went
for it and yet the problem persisted.
I remained silent and tried to comprehend what was wrong. The answer emerged from
the silence.
Next day,
when I entered the office, my pretty female colleague gave a high-five, while
my Ugandan colleague gave a hug. There was cheer all around and I had found
what was missing.
Yes. The
smile.
:)
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