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Entering the shop
She hadn't planned to see him
The place was full of busy bees, humming.
But that day something different happened
For the first time instead of looking for cold shoulder tops & finding stripped tops,

She was looking at the boy trying the check shirt
No , don't get those thoughts
She was imagining him
How will that shirt dance along his shoulder

Passing that brand lane
She saw shades of checks
Picking one dropping another
She was busy thinking how adoring will he look in that shade but then
She had just seen him in solids with soft smile

And then she just dropped the final shirt hanging and gripped by her fingers down
As she knew she was trying to grip on to a stranger

 Stranger ,
Besides his name
Besides his face 
Besides his smile 
She knew nothing of him

She often saw him along his people
She often saw him with his monitor

Never had she planned to exchange talks to be friends
Hence she just passed another lane of checks

Until she meets him again
Rather sees him again to remember him
How much she knows 
Rather learn another bit of him

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