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posted May 16, 2019, 2:41 PM by Suchandra Chatterjee
I was soaking in the tub, 
Tracing some of the undissolved Epsom salt with my thumb. 
Suddenly I looked at the commode and chuckled.
Or did I blush?

I think a chuckle and a blush are awfully similar.
For me personally, 
It's a one sided smile, 
A sudden electricity generated in my dimple that is felt in heart as well.

A one sided smile that touches the heart and finds a cynic there,
Becomes a chuckle. 
If it finds a romantic instead, 
it becomes a blush.

I guess I was blushing then, I was blushing at the commode. 
Because, I was really seeing it for the very first time.
And it was so beautiful,
I fell in love with it, head over heels, like a blushing teenager. 

But just like blushes or chuckles, the feeling was a lightning. 
It went as soon as it came.
And now I am trying pretty awkwardly to explain it to you. 
But it just melts between the letters like a snowflake.