On a quiet windless night, a young lad climbed up the hill and sat there gazing at the stars. It was a cloudless sky and slight wind. He could hear the chripping of the grasshopper; for it was early in the summer, and the rain had given new life to the vast meadows that lay beyond...
Sitting there he let his thoughts wander... To that new girl who gave him that special smile! She was here on a holiday; that was all he knew of her! He had a glimpse of her when he was working his cart in the market. Just a glimpse!
But tonight while gazing at the stars he trace the outline of her face in the stars! Those luscious lips; the hazle brown eyes; the arch of her neck... and her smile! It was a captivating smile! For some reason he thought it was a special smile only for him! How red his cheeks had been then!
He lost the count of hours in his thoughts... and fell asleep under the open sky... in his dreams too that same pretty face, the slender neck and that very special smile greeted him till the morning sun hit upon his brow...
