She sits unawares, deeply engrossed in her work,
Head buried in her laptop; oblivious, to the outside world,
People go past her, by the window,
But she types on, as though, there's no tomorrow,
People come near; even, click pictures of her,
Wondering, if she is the world's ninth wonder,
Little do they realize, its they who have been the ones captured,
Coz' while these may be the impression from outside,
In her screen, she's the one,
capturing others from inside.
Copyright 2015 © Nandini Deka
"Gottchya" ... I always forget they have cameras. Clever.
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