22nd March

In the metropolitan of Paris, a strange silence clouds around... Somehow it seems as if everything is perfect... yet truly imbalanced... A sudden sense of awkwardness as I observe keenly ... A strange happiness if I may..

A smile plastered on all... And each in his own delight... A delight beyond the smile and that I could tell... Somehow however, something amiss though I feel... And understood my smile at unease... The absence of your warmth and thus of peace...

19th March

My eyes opened silently at the whisper of the morning wind, the soft touch of the early rays and the nearby music of the church bells orchestra.. I felt a sense of awakening, a little different from the other days preceding nevertheless special I must mention... It was an awakening of different levels of which my heart and soul was unable to comprehend... A natural smile runs across effortlessly as I relish a few vivid memories of the evening before... For they have made this morning more special than it deserved to be...