Car swerved round the corner, came to a screeching halt, and a man got down, well built, tall, looked elegant to an exotic degree in his tailored business suit. He walked past a couple of vivacious young women, must be in their teens, they stood there in shocking defiance that the man should ignore their presence, what really irked them was, the man walked straight into the building and seemed very inclined to converse with the young lady in jeans behind them. Vanessa consulted her watch, gave him the directions, watched as he left. 'He must have robbed me of my impulses', she thought. As for her belated response, he did not mind, together they proceeded to the conference hall.
Dave ran her up the details of the conference, as they walked down the pavement, heading to the cafe at the end of the street. He was animated in his expressions, took a pause before making a contention, drew back a little, and would look into the farthest corners of the street as if to gather his thoughts. But he made her nervous, she feared that he would measure her on her impromptu affirmations, he was sort of a neurotic, required an ascent, he would stare at her with the weight of gathered thoughts from looking through everything and everybody, and would pause at her, demand for a response. She submitted, not impassively, but she despised his passionate appeals and returned an affirmation, in a desperate attempt to forbear any further discussion. But, he seemed incessant, before she even knew it; she became an object of a certain quality in his world of animation and passion.
Rubies and jewels displayed in the shop windows glistened poured in beauty into the street as she walked by amazed and he merely ignorant. Flower bouquets of roses on the foot walk to her right tried hopelessly to house beauty, she eyed the roses; they returned her gaze playfully, kindly. As the jolly crowd on the streets celebrated in a hush-hush silence, man in white coat sipped coffee, took a couple of drags from his exquisitely made Cuban cigar, leant skyward as the smoke ascended seeking grand unification. 'Ball. Ball' kids screamed in unity, she excused herself from Dave, picked the ball threw it over to the kids. Vanessa objected the passive submission to Dave’s smiting tirades; she did not care either ways. 'Vanessa, are you still with me?', she did not care, yes, she was with him on his illogical track that shot off tangent a couple of times since he began, he sustained the same momentum in his delivery, and she submitted all the more passively.
'Thank you! That is so nice of you' said the woman in green dress as Vanessa handed over the keychain. The woman must have been in her thirties, she was very attractive, slim posture, fine gait, she attracted everyone in her vicinity, was wearing a purse that held on to her shoulders quite loosely, and a hairy dog fell toppled down from the purse dragging along the golden plated chain. Vanessa immediately notified the woman, who pursued an impeccable care in her mincing steps. An aero plane went buzzing ahead of them leaving trails of yellow, in came another from the left leaving smokes of delightful pink, then another in red. A hairy dog barked in ebullience, licked his front legs dutifully as if entertaining indifference, here he goes again, he barked, paused, and leant his head in direction of trailing aero planes, which left behind them, a world of silence. Silence was deafening, oxymoronic, yes, but the atmosphere exuded it, unimpeded with an air of extravagance. The dog's owner sat him down, calmed down, patted him, squatted before it in obeisance, took the dog’s head into his palms and ran his fingers over the dog's ears. Here they come again, now in unison, together they zig zagged the space in a tempestuous excess of roaring, pink, yellow, red, blue, and they were gone. Silence, uncomfortable, everyone just stared at the marvelous display of colors in the sky, with a beauty that was self disintegrating into molecules of foam and smoke. Before they could all together precipitate into wondrous and monolithic emulation of bliss, the naughty dog barked.
Everyone looked so beautiful around her, but somehow the beauty receded as she shifted her gaze away from them, as if the beauty implored Vanessa to share her illumination, that she was the sun and should proffer all the objects of beauty her radiation, beautiful, rubies in the shop window appeared beautiful, the dog, kids around her, the woman with purse, the man with cigar, everyone and everything looked so beautiful. If only she could share her radiation a tad more, she would beautify all the beauty seeking objects without distinction, she loved everyone, she loved everything.
Beauty flew around her undulating, it ebbed into an undignified stoop perpetually, but devoured life, exuded beauty graciously, when she shared her radiance with them, she filled them with life. ‘Vanessa, are you still with me, you have to concentrate, see, we cannot afford to lose this deal' yes, I cannot afford to deceive myself, cannot afford to miss the momentous entrancement of beauty.
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