Pink Tights & French Perfume !!

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I walk,

In the mornings mostly .

On plain clear roads ,  on not so busy parks and on less crowded jogging tracks .

I love fresh air ,

The morning mist ,

And the smell of chill wind,  fresh grass & damp mud .

And I dread ,

The passing draft of ,

And the snell of  sweat & body odor from passer-bys .

So I consciously ,

Keep a wide and safe distance ,

From any oncoming jogger or while overtaking a slow trotter .

Last week , a new dame in pink tights over took me –

Passed by me - a mere hair’s breath away .

And she left behind her wake,  the lovely aroma of a mild floral perfume !

( must be French , I bet !! )

My eyes lit up,

My ears switched off from the headphones ,

My mind did a somersault

And My legs walked faster –

All  Automatically !!

I caught up with her , a few feet behind and held the pace for a few seconds before I overtook her in close quarters mentally imagining what an intriguing person she might be .

But I did not dare to look back and check her out .

Pink Tights and French Perfume can be a fatal combination !!

Krish..

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