An incidence that reminds something beautiful

An incidence that reminds something beautiful

We all talk about many things in the pub section. There was something I felt like sharing with you all. It happened few years back with me and it goes like --

This romantic life in Colorado was drawing to its end after three glorious months. Mrs. John was leaving a week earlier than Mr. Rhodes, and about two days before he left, I took him alone to the hotel for dinner. We walked to the hotel in perfect silence, a silence so heavy that I could hardly breathe. The hotel seemed to be far away and yet not far enough while I was with him. That night, as I served him at table the temptation to touch him was overpowering, and I had almost forgotten myself when I dropped his coffee cup, which made me pull myself together and realize myself.

On the way home, there was a bridge over the canal to be crossed. He stopped on the bridge without a word, so I stopped besides him looking on to the calm water of the canal shining between the gigantic trees. In the distance a gramophone was playing and the music floated over the water. We stood for a long time without saying a word to each other. I think the parting was disturbing him. There was something which he could not have explained and which he was trying to express. It might have been just a fancy of his own, or it may have been the subconscious knowledge of the secret on this calm and beautiful night as we tarried on the bridge. It seemed to me that we stood there for ages, as if neither of us dare break the magic spell of night and music. Our house was only a few yards from the bridge, and the ‘Good night' was the only word that passed between us as we parted. Everything then went into the darkness. The mail lorry came up to the bridge to take him away from this romantic city and away from me. After he had taken his seat, I put a woolen rug over his knees to keep him warm on the journey. Slowly the bus was leaving and I watched him wave his hand till the lorry was out of sight. Then I realized what I had lost, and lost it for ever.

There are some memorable times we all might have faced in our past. Some of these memories are wiped off and some just stay at the back of our mind. Let us share some of the beautiful ones here that will be rejuvenating.

Roxette