i am in the lift, with a maid and two children, one boy one girl. the door closed and the lift is rising. there is a kind of an awkard silence between the maid and i, we tried to stole glimpses of each other but at the same time, trying to avoid the meeting of our eyes and avoid letting the other party know that he/she is being glimpsed at. (i believe many people have encountered this kind of situation in a lift before).
Of course, the two children are oblivious of this awkward silence and continue to live in their own worlds. Looking at their joyful expressions and smiles with geniune happiness coming from the bottom of their hearts, i am infected with this small atmosphere of happiness and very surprisingly but naturally, i smiled. and then, the boy moves forward and hugs the girl. at first i thought that the girl would move away or push the boy away, but to my surprise, she welcomes his hug instead. Well, to adults, if they do this on the lift or in the public, they will definitely invite some stares from other people. but in this case, the exchange of hugs is so full of warmth, full of affection, full of love...
i cannot help myself but to widen my smile. the boy looks at me and his eyes are rolling, shining, and looks really innocent...
this is what i long to be in possession of, once again, but then i will never get it back again. never...