In the next 20 minutes I was in the middle of busy Parisian roads trying to reach the main center for a good French meal.
10.30 pm Paris: Within hours of being around the same place suddenly I felt as if I had traveled thousands of kilometers and was transported to a different world altogether. The Paris of the crazy , hot afternoon was nothing like the Paris of night rather twilight, considering it get darker only after 11.30 pm in the summers. Rows of light in different shapes, sizes and colours spread out through the entire city, till eyes could find a boundary. Like twinkling little stars they shone as I made my way to the Eiffel again. This time my eyes transfixed on its beauty, she looked like a beautiful bride almost ready to walking down the aisle.
The clock struck 11 and there was a sudden urgency in the air, people turned towards the tower and there it looked as if someone had infused it with kilohertz of life. She sparkled, twinkled, dazzled for five minutes and those were the best five minutes of my life. What would have been more perfect if I had that someone to share a little French kiss with and then probably I could have claimed to live the French way :)
3 comments:
Truly, watching the Eiffel tower dazzling at night was a spectacle a memory of life time.
Even I had wished for a french kiss to seal this memory .
Awesome piece. Like the way you described it. Feels like I am there already.
@ Pranjal .. hmm you wish :P
@ syncronicity.. thank you
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