Unending instructions;a couple of hmmms‘;and haans‘ he turned towards me and smiled.
I was mad. Nah not because he was on the call or that we had had a fight. Nothing of that sort. (Yeah I can get mad at someone for smiling.) It seemed fake! The very intuitive response was held right there, he said what! – I felt like saying… ‘dont know..’ but kept quite. the smell of caffeine changed alot of things…
The next day I was reading ‘the memory editor’ – one of the stories from Tokyo Cancelled by Rana Dasgupta. It reads, there would be a day when we would forget everything about us and so we would need these electronic database to remind us of what we were.. etc etc… I was wondering if I would remember this smile. and frankly although it made me really mad at that time that is probably one of the things I would want to… like to remember.