I write this post with a heavy heart. One that yearns longingly. One that desperately wants to breach the distance that seperates us. One that quietly hopes for the day we will be together.
I am in love. Again. I fell in love for the first time, five years back. And then again, a few weeks back when I spent a glorious weekend in the city that makes my heart beat faster, no, palpitate. Paris
It has taken me a while to post about it because, in honesty, for a long time, I had no words to describe the emotions, the feelings, of how cleanly I was swept away and floated for three glorious days in the arms of one of the most beautiful lovers in the world.
When I expressed my tongue-tiedness to a friend
, he advised me to wait a bit and that the words will come to me. And, it did. Ah! the wisdom of the French... in this as in so many others....
I walked the streets of the city, taking in the atmosphere, indulging in the goodness of Parisians. Yes! I have always had a great time here, contrary to what most believe/experience.
Enamored, I wandered through Marais, St. Germain, the Latin Quarter, Montparnasse, Champs Elysses, Tuilieres, Jardin du Luxemburg and along the quay...
The charm and flirtatious grace of the French are not easily seen, especially by an outsider, but I was indeed fortunate to experience it, multiple times, in my short stay...
Perhaps it was the alluring charm of my stuttering French? (many a time, I encountered the patient français(e) who smiled and spoke in reasonable English to me while I earnestly plodded on with my broken French, enabling even more gracious service)
Or, perhaps it is just that Paris loves to seduce the single woman willing to be taken in
Paris is where I got lost, yet found myself. Where I quietly sat on a park bench and felt content. Where I never felt lonely or alone. Where I felt I needed to be at that moment and at every moment. Where my heart is, wants to be, and, perhaps, will always be. Where I feel I belong somehow!
It is Paris. There is Life, there is Love, there is Passion ....Oh! Paris - je t'aime!