smile

recently i had yet yet another tooth problem and had to see the dentist.as i was waiting at the reception i started a chat with the guy who was incharge of attending the waiting patients.now everytime a person buys a new watch or a shoe or any other thing he notices other peoples shoes, watch or whatever.same thing happens with me when i go to the dentist and get yet another cap over my tooth(yes...my dental problems are legendary).i nothiced tht this fellow had a very out of place front tooth.it was almost black...thicker than the rest and just stood out with its ugliness.yes...i understand i dont have a right to comment about other peoples teeth but the point is that it begged to be noticed.while in conversation i said something which triggered a full wide mouthed smile from my friend.seeing him smile like that made me feel instantly warm.
i couldnt help but think that a smile has nothing to do with the set of teeth you have.its about that spark in the eye.that genuine tinkle that shines when you actually truly laugh and smile...and this kind of smile is really addictive.i felt that most people(myself included) dont understand that its not the teeth that makes a smile...but the warmth that is radiated through the eyes.a heartfelt smile from a child can truly uplift the mood of a dampened person.when we are children we keep ginning even though we have numerous teeth missing.but as we grow we become so consious that a real smile depends on if our teeth are giving off the "close-up" shine. we lose our ability to be ourselves

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Unknown said…
i totally agree with u..its that smile and that tinkle in the eyes which really attracts u to a person...
that genuine smile which makes u feel great....
November 7, 2009 at 1:46 AM
Unknown said…
i totally agree with u..its that smile and that tinkle in the eyes which really attracts u to a person...
that genuine smile which makes u feel great....
November 7, 2009 at 1:47 AM
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