Wednesday, February 25, 2009


On Lene's look in the scene in which she asks Dev if he still loves Paro

His hand weaved through the strands of her hair
Her head, his lap, and a few friends
She said, I love him
The slight quiver in the fingers
Steely face, no emotions
Pounding heart, crushed dreams
The ever so slight pause; did anyone notice?
She went on
and his fingers resumed threading her hair.