An illustration
It was like a frame from the good old hand-drawn 2d animation films when i saw her...i was walking past their tiny shop on my way back home from the agora with my bags filled with vegetables, her parents have this little tea house where the boiling saucepan never stops making tea, there is music in the vicinity of the shop, the radio plays the beautiful tunes at times and for the people who goes there for the tea comes back with a mind-full of music. When i saw her she was pouring some milk from one cup to another.
She must be going to school, sometimes i see her in the late evening when she lays her head on her mothers laps and her mother caress her hair with her fingers, the summer evenings have their own charm for when the wind blows it makes us feel differently about life and i wonder how she thinks of life, being at her age of 10 perhaps. Out of enthusiasm at times she goes to help her parents running the shop, she tries to make tea while her mother watches carefully with a comic smile on her face. When i saw her, her face was completely covered with beautiful hair and i thought this is from a film. it gave me the feeling which i experience when i watch a film from that time where in such films everything is sketchy :)
