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| Not everything is what it seems. |
It’s not peculiar
at all, how, over the past couple years, she’d entirely forgotten it, but this
morning she awoke, and remembered.
-2010 20.10 20:10-
The day they were
supposed to get married. She was new in his country, and though he wasn’t the
reason why she’d moved there, when they met, there was no question, not even
for a moment.
The first time
he’d been at her place, for a last minute lunch she’d prepared for them, he’d
mentioned getting married on 20 October of that year. The idea didn’t at all
phase her, as her heart was convinced he was “the one.”
“We’re not
teenagers anymore, have had tons of life experiences, he’s a few years older…Of
course..”
But she did,
however, question the date, and its significance. They’d not even known each
other for long, and she was still in London, on their would-be anniversary. There
was absolutely no connection.
He asked her to
get a pen and paper, and write down the date in numerals.
“20.10 2010.”
So why…? Because
with his awful memory, he’d never end up in the “dog-house,” for forgetting
their anniversary.
Unbelievable. “Among
everything else- He’s romantic too?! This is IT. He is IT..”
Life though, had
other plans for her, for them. Things
happened and not that they didn’t or don’t have love for one another, they
simply weren’t meant to be.
Alas, it arrived - that
day- the day she wanted to skip over completely, as there wasn't any wedding to be
had.
She hadn’t
noticed him glancing at his watch that night, whilst they sat in the cinema,
but he must have often, because at 20:10, on 20.10 2010, he asked her to marry
him.
Of course she
said “yes,” though even then, she knew that the beginning of the end had
already commenced.
Happy
Un-anniversary, and happy it is, indeed.
In Slovak there
would be an “i” in she, pronounced the same way
- ši.
