Its been days I have been thinking of this blog, waiting for a start, a subject to start writing again, and yes some nameless things have inspired me.
SNOW IS MELTING.
I walk out to the narrow cobblestone streets of Prague, the sky is
bright and the snow is melting.
The innocent white mask of Prague is melting away to reveal its vicious face.
I walk through the cold wet grounds among hundreds of tourists. my
friend used to tell me that
when you are in a group, you loose individuality but i never agreed to his view.
the most differences of a person is revealed when they are in a
group,with a keen eye you can
see everyone is different, each tourist in a group is different, with
their own ambitions, their own
problems,their own curious ways to explore the new city. However they
might all be running away
from something,but not the same.
I finally manage to get a seat in the restaurant near the buffet
section, i choose to order instead
of buffet. While i waited for my food, my thoughts wandered away to
the girl far,far away, who
failed to keep her promises to write me letters. I tried to imagine
her day, but with so less
details she told me , it was impossible. Chattering of 5 beautiful
women gang distracted my thoughts,
all of them dressed in business formals and they took the table next
to me. Their elegant behavior and style
suggested they worked as executives. All of the girls were above
average with their looks and watching
them though the course of my meal, i realized one thing, the only time
when a beautiful woman
gets deceived by her beauty is when they are choosing what to eat.
One of the girls in black suite got up and came over to choose her
meal, her happy pretty face she
had at the table was gone, she had the sharp look of hunter,her face
muscles were stiff, the mask she wore
earlier was lost unconsciously revealing her mean looks. All the 5
above average girl's faces had almost the
same level of change, from pretty beauty to cunning. I imagined my
letter friend in black suit walking over to
choose her meal, she see the color of the dish, may be read whats
written under the dishes, unconsciously
waving her fingers,tilting her head to look at the same dish in
different angles, and finally choosing something
which is the strangest to her, may be something like "Dead lovers"
There are many kinds of people you meet,I dont know all of them, but
surely there is one kind where you know from the start,
there is no mask to them, there might be a lot to know and learn
about them, but you get an assurance from the first meeting that
everything is going to be fine and may be
it is this thought which make me very comfortable with them and more
attracted to simple human beings!
After the meal, I walk out to the narrow cobblestone streets of
prague, to the hundreds of tourists. And the snow is melting!
