....silly thoughts (an old one again)

holding my fingers and walking beside me, my eight year old cousin was smiling. intently looking at his face i was wondering what thoughts were occupying him. probably some old joke or some silly moments, that he was thinking of. I guess twelve years older to him i am no different to him in this respect. there have been many a times when i was sitting all alone, sipping tea in the balcony and just smiling probably without any reason that others could find out. most of the times a silly one.