Friday, March 12, 2010

He comes in carrying along a breeze of fresh air ...and a bit of David off!
(Those lovely shirts that he wears...)
He sits besides the very next pc...and does some assembling stuff.
Slide glances, awkward moves apart...she just wishes it were her pc that had fallen sick. A word might would have been exchanged.
He merely gives a blank look with no emotions in the eye.
May be the situation might jeopordize his job. Or may be. He just doesn't have the heart.

2 comments:

Rajita said...

Daivd Off...well thats my fav perfume :)

Pari said...

:) Soothing aint it?