She sat alone in the room, on the floor, legs crossed as her back rested on the wall, straight.
The music player was playing Beethovin's fifth symphony.
She breathed and shifted uncomfortably.
Around the music player lay scattered several cd's.
Suprabatham to the Gayathri mantra.
A.R.Rahman and Illayaraja.
Billy joel, kenny G and the carpenters.
Kishore kumar and R.D.Burman.
An array of Disney classics.
She streached her legs and relaxed a bit, humming the tune.
As Beethovin came to an end, she asked "what would you like to listen to next sweetheart? "
"Hmmm...come on...we listened to
Rahman yesterday too. How about Billy Joel?"
"no?" she said with a frown.
"Fine. ..how about some good Disney classics. I am sure you will love the lion king."
"ok?...that's great. Next time its my choice."
She leaned over to change the CD.
One thing she din't know was that she was being watched.
He walked into the room as he smiled at his 8 months pregnant wife and said, "here...let me do that for you".
She smiled at him her face radiant and happy as she felt a little kick and tumble in her tummy.
This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.This time your entry must contain, ‘One thing he/she/they didn’t know they were being watched.