February 20, 2005
The Smile That Tells You Where You Are From
I learned today that, our smiles can tell a lot about ourselves: the situation that we are in, our culture, and a few other variables. The UK Times article, from which I shamelessly copied the title from, had immediately reminded me of what happened just 5 days earlier.
It's not that hard to know what Azmina's thinking at any one time. At times you understand why, and countless other times, you wonder what you had done wrong in the previous life.
I was just examining photos I had just taken when Azmina found a bottle of lotion, and apparently squeezed the living daylights of a once healthy bottle of moisture-giving richness, into a tiny area that is her face. Most of the lotion had already been absorbed into her skin by the time I found out.
Azmina didn't say anything when I saw her guilty as that day when she grabbed a pen and proceeded to practice her graffiti tag on the couch and the coffee-table. Just that long confident grin. And what do I do after I saw her "I've done my worst and there's nothing you could do about it now" grin? I could contact the British Times to tell them of my discovery. I could assess further damages. But I figured what was broken would stay broken anyway, so I took a few shots to add to my collection of evidence that I hoped could build a case for some kind of compensation when she makes her own money.
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