Thursday, March 19, 2009

Someone else's heaven

- Same one?
- Yes, same one.

It took the skinny bartender 16 seconds to fix his drink. Soda water, cherry syrup, ice, a small slice of lime and a plastic looking cherry on top. While putting a straw in the glass he popped the question he had been holding over his mind for the last 3 months since this man first came to this place and ordered this drink:

-Sir, may I know why you chose this pub to have your non-alcoholic drink?
-It is both the quietest and darkest place around here this time of the day.

This was both the longest and most unusual sentence he ever uttered to the bartender who now was trying hard to hold his smile over his face. He grabbed the drink and sat at his usual place, the table next to the only window. Sitting in dark yet having easy access to daylight made him feel safe. While he was reading the 5th page of his newspaper a small ladybug flew in and landed on a funeral announcement. His eyes caught the word "departed" on which the ladybug sat comfortably after crossing her legs under her red skirt.

He remembered her giggles and long philosophical debates with her countless friends, then her beautiful face, her cruelty, her selfishness...And that man she left him for... No matter how often he said "go to hell" to her in his mind she was not likely to fly away and leave his soul alone.

The ladybug lifted her skirt up little bit to jump onto a PVC window ad and chose the word "heaven" from the title "Make your home a heaven!". Then it flew out, probably to share someone else's ads, news, worries...
The drink numbed his tongue but the bug with red skirt lightened his mood, he smiled.

He left after folding the newspaper and pushing his chair back under the table. The bartender heard him murmuring : "Go to heaven ladybug, someone else's heaven, to share someone else's debates, hopes, dreams..."

He closed the door behind him as a free man and went to the newspaper kiosk on the corner of the street as a free man.

-Same one?
-No, that one.

He replied as a free man.


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8 comments:

Anonymous said...

Perfect, indeed. Charming intelligent beautifully worked image, perfect.

Cosmictree said...

thank you, you always put a smile on my face.

köz said...

himm, a- mazingly a- musing, but I kinda want to follow the lady bug, seems more interesting than the guy:)she has the heart-eye seing the whole with her ultimate particular(body)

and i aggresively suggest borges:) you will see witty mazes, similar to yours...

Cosmictree said...

u don't follow the ladybug, she comes to you at the perfect time:)

Thank you koz for your nice comments and I will definitely read his stuff.

Jason Gusmann said...

this is lovely. the thoughts that hinge on the ladybug's landings turn the piece one place then to another - cool.

Cosmictree said...

thank you jason, you are cool:)

Eman said...

Lovely and sweet, and yet there is something else lurking beneath the newspaper, no? A latent anger that barely shows. It really works.

Cheers.

Cosmictree said...

yes harmonie, it is a 10-15 min experience in the end of which he finally liberates from a toxic attachment.And this new state of mind leaves no space for anger.

thank you, cheers!