Unveiling a maiden

I gazed at her, astonished by her slender build. She is beautiful. She turns her head clockwise, holds it as if contemplating a very deep thought. Then dismissing that thought turns her head counter clockwise as though forming a new opinion.

I had not known serenity before I witnessed her graceful movements. With an air of confidence, “I’ve been there, done it all before”, is what she echoes. I wish I were so certain in life.

Occasionally she does get into fits - aloof and spiralling out of control. But I keep my anger in check for we all have those days. Frankly though, at the end of it all, she makes me a better person. She makes me gleam in the crowd. I even smell splendid, of her. Sigh.

I must, however, turn her off now.

Long live my first washing machine.