Paris has always lured people from all around the world. I wasn’t bereft of its enchantment either. And up on staying there on my week-long trip, I realised that Paris is worth all the hype. Love is actually in the air of this city. The smiles, the hugs, the happiness all around me just made a better, more positive person.
The window in my room gave a perfect view of the Eiffel Tower. Its beautiful architecture enhanced the skyline so much that one could not not be in awe. So after some walking around the city, a lot of street shopping and a stop for coffee-and-a-quick-snack at Terres de café, I headed to greet the monument in the afternoon. The vast span of green grass bordered by lush trees on either sides surrounding the sky-piercing tower in the lovely spring season was blissful. I decided on a spot to throw my bags and sit there with my coffee. I tried to absorb the scene as much as I could, of course I couldn’t help clicking some photos and the mandatory selfie, but those can’t compare with the moments you capture in your head that will make for life-long memories.
As I lay there on the grass, I watched children run around and laugh, tourists posing for that perfect profile pic, couples cuddling, and then my gaze stopped at the highest point I could see on the tower. The scene was like a dream…but something seemed missing.
You know that feeling you feel when you host a party and everyone is enjoying but you have this nag in your head that something is missing. Or that feeling you feel when you’ve left for the airport after double-checking your belongings but still have an itch about something missing…that. That’s how I was feeling. No, I wasn’t missing my husband. Yes, I did think about him and we facetimed but it wasn’t that. It was a different kind of a nag…I wasn’t missing something in my head. It was from the almost-perfect scene before me that something was amiss. Or was I just too jet-lagged?
I tried paying attention to Agatha Christie’s narrative till the sun allowed me to. The sun-down sky looked alluring with hues of gold and azure. So though the sun went away, it did leave an awe-inspiring smile and a hidden promise to be back the next day.
And then, suddenly, the tower twinkled with all its might. And it continued to do so. It was like seeing a giant diamond sparkle. Mesmerizing!
That! That was what was missing. The sparkle added to the magnanimity of the tower. This is what I was waiting for. This is what certified an assurance that things will be set right at the right time.
There in the city of love, under the dusky sky, by the sparkling tower, I realised that things looked bleak at the moment because it isn’t time yet. ‘Cause when the time will be right, things will come out from the blur and shine bright.