she was smooth, fair...with long hair......with jasmine flower in it...
she had tied it upwords..how two jade were, was a sight to see....

she was intelligent, wise, and of course lovable........ she used to sit beside me.....
a classmate and friend for 3 years...

mounave abharana mugulnage shashikirana
notave hoobaana cheluvina madhuvana

she is best explained in the above scentences......but i was so young that i never understood i liked her this much till recently ( till 3-4 years ago).....

her smile ...i think might have made her parents to keep her name as smitha.......smitha....a gem of a person......

one incidence i would never forget.......that day was in 7th and our headmistress Anusuya madam came and informed us that we are going to get a class group photo tomorrow. Next day we all assembled in the auditorium and she was absent on that day...i felt so miserable. I felt like telling our HM that we could take
the snap tomorrow when everyone were present...but never that much guts....even today when i see that photo i feel so miserable i could not see her at least in the photo.......

just i would wish her a happy life.....

Doni sagali munde hogali
doora teerava serali...............