"Can you imagine us walking out of this cafe, not knowing if we will ever meet again?"
"Tell me can you visualize it??"...."I can , and I don't want it to happen"
It was a Sunday and I had woken up with a sprained right ankle, so to uplift my spirits, I decided to go out and get some pancakes and my morning dose of coffee on a cold damp morning in Tokyo. I grabbed my book and limped my way to Tully's cafe.
As I sat eating a bite of my choco-banana pancake and sipping my coffee, a couple walked into the cafe. You don't often get to hear a language you understand in Tokyo, so when I heard English, I immediately looked up.They looked American or may be Canadian. The guy was wearing shorts! The girl kept staring at my pancake for a minute. I went back to reading. After sometime, I realized the girl had sat down leaving one table beside me.
I had just started reading this thriller and it was beginning to pick up pace, but once the guy came and sat down beside her, I couldn't concentrate on my novel anymore. From overhearing their initial conversation, I assumed they were in Tokyo studying as exchange students or doing some research. The way the guy spoke just took my heart away. It was just like a conversation right out of a movie.
He was sad at having to part ways, but the girl just held his hands and didn't say anything for a long time.
"I want to have a plan. A plan of where we would meet the next time". The girl sat silently. "I know we don't know what we would be doing after 6 months or 1 year, but let's decide, if not now , at least after 2 or 3 months what we want to do, if we want to see each other again or no."
The girl sipped on her coffee. I could see her from the corner of my eyes. She was smiling, blushing.
She was wearing blue jeans and a blue sweater and black sneakers.
"You just bring out the imagination in me!"
"Yeah I kind of felt that on Friday", said the girl. The guy burst out laughing.
"What do you mean??"
"I had fun on Friday" she giggled.
"Ohh common! tell me, how do I now figure out how you were having fun because of my imagination" ...more giggles from her.
At this point I couldn't help but smile and I wanted to know their story. I wanted to know if they were in love with each other.I wanted in to their private joke. Even though it was sad to hear them talk about not being able to meet again, it was somehow reassuring to feel so much love around.
"But you can't say that we won't bump into each other accidentally anytime after like 2 or 3 years. You can't decide that"
The girl put her head down.
Even if it seemed the guy was trying so hard to make her promise something, and the girl was just keeping quiet, I could feel that she wanted to say so many things but was choking up to them.
They left the cafe at the same time as I did. They walked towards the train station as I struggled to cross the road. Their thought stayed with me the whole day. Who were these people? Are they strangers who met for a month to have a good time and become strangers again? Or are they lovers destined to part ways in search of finding the meaning of life? Do you really hold onto the person you love or do you set them free?
"Tell me can you visualize it??"...."I can , and I don't want it to happen"
It was a Sunday and I had woken up with a sprained right ankle, so to uplift my spirits, I decided to go out and get some pancakes and my morning dose of coffee on a cold damp morning in Tokyo. I grabbed my book and limped my way to Tully's cafe.
As I sat eating a bite of my choco-banana pancake and sipping my coffee, a couple walked into the cafe. You don't often get to hear a language you understand in Tokyo, so when I heard English, I immediately looked up.They looked American or may be Canadian. The guy was wearing shorts! The girl kept staring at my pancake for a minute. I went back to reading. After sometime, I realized the girl had sat down leaving one table beside me.
I had just started reading this thriller and it was beginning to pick up pace, but once the guy came and sat down beside her, I couldn't concentrate on my novel anymore. From overhearing their initial conversation, I assumed they were in Tokyo studying as exchange students or doing some research. The way the guy spoke just took my heart away. It was just like a conversation right out of a movie.
He was sad at having to part ways, but the girl just held his hands and didn't say anything for a long time.
"I want to have a plan. A plan of where we would meet the next time". The girl sat silently. "I know we don't know what we would be doing after 6 months or 1 year, but let's decide, if not now , at least after 2 or 3 months what we want to do, if we want to see each other again or no."
The girl sipped on her coffee. I could see her from the corner of my eyes. She was smiling, blushing.
She was wearing blue jeans and a blue sweater and black sneakers.
"You just bring out the imagination in me!"
"Yeah I kind of felt that on Friday", said the girl. The guy burst out laughing.
"What do you mean??"
"I had fun on Friday" she giggled.
"Ohh common! tell me, how do I now figure out how you were having fun because of my imagination" ...more giggles from her.
At this point I couldn't help but smile and I wanted to know their story. I wanted to know if they were in love with each other.I wanted in to their private joke. Even though it was sad to hear them talk about not being able to meet again, it was somehow reassuring to feel so much love around.
"But you can't say that we won't bump into each other accidentally anytime after like 2 or 3 years. You can't decide that"
The girl put her head down.
Even if it seemed the guy was trying so hard to make her promise something, and the girl was just keeping quiet, I could feel that she wanted to say so many things but was choking up to them.
They left the cafe at the same time as I did. They walked towards the train station as I struggled to cross the road. Their thought stayed with me the whole day. Who were these people? Are they strangers who met for a month to have a good time and become strangers again? Or are they lovers destined to part ways in search of finding the meaning of life? Do you really hold onto the person you love or do you set them free?
