The Perfect Host...

 

I smiled at her,

She smiled back.

She had the looks

To make a mirror crack.

 

Buoyed by her response,

I repeated my action.

I was overjoyed,

To see the same reaction.

 

I mustered up courage,

And grew in confidence.

Grab this moment now,

Blurted out my conscience.

 

I attempted the last laugh,

To ascertain the uncertainty.

Her positive response,

Would have allayed all my ambiguity.

 

She bent down,

This was the climax.

I was already intoxicated,

By aroma of opposite sex.

 

Unexpected happened,

And googly was bowled,

She handed me a feedback form,

Leaving me cold.

 

Then it dawned upon me,

She was only doing her duty.

And I as usual,

Was adoring the beauty.

 

I looked out of window,

Smiled at my few moments of glory.

She played a perfect host,

On my flight to Delhi.

 

Regards 

T@run  @ggarwal..