Saturday, March 07, 2009 @ Saturday, March 07, 2009
The cafe was quite quiet other than the couple, who is now caressing each others hand while sharing a plate of Dark devotion and a cup of latte, making the whole world oblivious to their existence.
Just as when the barister was about to take a break from the bar, a lady came in and smiled at him. It was not just any other normal smile, but a smile that is contagious enough to make him smile. She ordered a Sea of Passion at the bar before choosing to sit at a table, which is overlooking the busy street of Orchard. She was wearing a gray turtle neck long sleeve and a gray pant. The only make up she wore was just a cheery red lip-stick. After adjusting the side of her black spectacle, she start to flip through the drink gallery. Not only she had a pleasant smile n tone, her demeanor was singularly pleasing. The way she sit was of an air of elegance. A waitress came forward with a glass of iced water and placed it just beside her slender-looking fingers. She looked up and smiled at her, mouthing a Thanks you to her. As she was sipping her drink, I notice that the once contagious smile was wiped away from her face, now replace by
a sad doeful expression. Breakup? Retrenched? Family problem? Well..I will never know.
Just then, an old lady walked in and asked for a table of 1. As usual, she went in sitting in that cushion seat, which she had always been sitting all the time. As usual, she placed her order and her drink. After that, she took out her newspaper from her biefcase and started to read it with her eyes brown burrowing into the middle. Everyday without fail, She will always be seen sitting at the table alone with her newspaper and her eyes staring attentively at her newspaper. Her cake was served later with a small cake spoon. She wrapped her newspaper in an tidy manner and slipped it back into her bag. As she quietly, carefully cut the corner of the cake with her fork. I imagine stepping over to her table and situated myself beside her, coaxing her life story out of her with a friendly smile and an open ear. Who knows, she might be a CEO of some store or a grandmother with some famous grandchildren to name of. She might be an artist, a pianist or simply just a lonely old woman looking for some time to spare at the cafe. The possibilities are endless..I smiled, adjusting my name collar at the side of my uniform.
Just a few table away, the couple asked for bill. I pattered to the table and was going to hand the bill toward the man when her hand was being pulled back by the lady. The lady gently take the bill from the waitress in a firm way and hand it back to the waitress with the full amount in it. The guy looked at his girlfriend in a flabbergast way before giving way to a small smile. The small gesture reminded me of someone. Shhh, that's only for me to know.
My day in TCC for today....
^^
And darling...how i miss u so.....>.<
--xoxo,
Imaginarist
Imaginarist
