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Stories That Never Happen
The winter was saying it's last farewells, summer was coming. Winds were fast, unpredictable, characterics of changing of seasons. An ideal time for lonely hearts to reflect on themselves. Lovers have their seasons, loners have theirs.
Cities are often not an ideal place for the romantics, all the noise and all that smell. But for those who never experienced the romance of country air, rooftops are the next best thing. Not in mornings, God no, too many people "exercising"(or whatever they think is exercising), evening is crowded, afternoons will dry you, night time is probably the best. The dark is good company to the lonely.
One boy had found comfort in one such place, he sat on the rooftop of a building, sat in the darkness and looked up, up at the night sky. The sky was clear, no clouds, just the starry night sky. The stars were far away, shiny little dots in the distance. He could hear the sound of people all around him, from the houses, the roads, the shops, even in his solitude he was not completely alone. But he felt more in tune with the distant stars, far away, yet simple enough for him to just look at. He found it funny, in his mind, he was surrounded by all this noise, yet his heart knew, at that moment, only the pain of loneliness.
As he looked up at the starry sky, he found one blinking dot to be moving slowly in the vast populace of tiny lights. "A plane", simple enough, "Where it might be going" he wondered. "Who might be on it" "what must they be thinking". It is odd how sometimes something so simple starts in our mind a sudden flood of thoughts, thoughts on everything, but mostly of ourselves, on ourselves. The boy thought about a lot of things as he watched the plane travel slowly in the night sky.
One thought involved the plane crashing right near him and him heroically saving everyone on board, it may have been influenced by the movie he saw about a week ago, it seemed fancy enough. Another thought involved him shooting lazer beams from his finger towards the plane, he even unconsciously lifted his hand to act out that thought, made him feel powerful. In another, he flew to the plane and waved to the passengers, an amusing thought, he thought.
All these thoughts flooded his mind as he watched the blinking dot move, but when it started to pass him by, one particular thought came to his mind. It might have been a thought, but it felt real to him, almost like a feeling. It was like he somehow knew that it was really happening.
He thought there is a girl on the plane and that she was looking down through her window and seeing the lights down below, she too was wondering about her life and about a boy who may be sitting down there in the city, a boy meant for her. He smiled as he thought of that, he thought maybe the plane will land in the city and maybe she'll get off here and one day they'll meet, just by accident, not knowing anything about each other. He thought of of marrying her and growing old together. An entire lifetime passed through in his mind in those mere seconds. Scenes from a life that he may or may never know, like a memory from his other dimensional self. A satisfied and peaceful sigh came out of him along with a faint smile.
He thought of that dream love story but the plane never stopping, flew on and on, untill it disappeared in the dark horizon.
What are the chances of his fantasy actually being real? What are the chances of the girl being actually on the plane, thinking about a boy who was maybe sitting in the middle of all the shiny lights of the city looking up and thinking about a girl on the plane. What are the chances of them meeting after many years, and actually falling in love never knowing about that incident actually happening. What are the chances?
Cities are often not an ideal place for the romantics, all the noise and all that smell. But for those who never experienced the romance of country air, rooftops are the next best thing. Not in mornings, God no, too many people "exercising"(or whatever they think is exercising), evening is crowded, afternoons will dry you, night time is probably the best. The dark is good company to the lonely.
One boy had found comfort in one such place, he sat on the rooftop of a building, sat in the darkness and looked up, up at the night sky. The sky was clear, no clouds, just the starry night sky. The stars were far away, shiny little dots in the distance. He could hear the sound of people all around him, from the houses, the roads, the shops, even in his solitude he was not completely alone. But he felt more in tune with the distant stars, far away, yet simple enough for him to just look at. He found it funny, in his mind, he was surrounded by all this noise, yet his heart knew, at that moment, only the pain of loneliness.
As he looked up at the starry sky, he found one blinking dot to be moving slowly in the vast populace of tiny lights. "A plane", simple enough, "Where it might be going" he wondered. "Who might be on it" "what must they be thinking". It is odd how sometimes something so simple starts in our mind a sudden flood of thoughts, thoughts on everything, but mostly of ourselves, on ourselves. The boy thought about a lot of things as he watched the plane travel slowly in the night sky.
One thought involved the plane crashing right near him and him heroically saving everyone on board, it may have been influenced by the movie he saw about a week ago, it seemed fancy enough. Another thought involved him shooting lazer beams from his finger towards the plane, he even unconsciously lifted his hand to act out that thought, made him feel powerful. In another, he flew to the plane and waved to the passengers, an amusing thought, he thought.
All these thoughts flooded his mind as he watched the blinking dot move, but when it started to pass him by, one particular thought came to his mind. It might have been a thought, but it felt real to him, almost like a feeling. It was like he somehow knew that it was really happening.
He thought there is a girl on the plane and that she was looking down through her window and seeing the lights down below, she too was wondering about her life and about a boy who may be sitting down there in the city, a boy meant for her. He smiled as he thought of that, he thought maybe the plane will land in the city and maybe she'll get off here and one day they'll meet, just by accident, not knowing anything about each other. He thought of of marrying her and growing old together. An entire lifetime passed through in his mind in those mere seconds. Scenes from a life that he may or may never know, like a memory from his other dimensional self. A satisfied and peaceful sigh came out of him along with a faint smile.
He thought of that dream love story but the plane never stopping, flew on and on, untill it disappeared in the dark horizon.
What are the chances of his fantasy actually being real? What are the chances of the girl being actually on the plane, thinking about a boy who was maybe sitting in the middle of all the shiny lights of the city looking up and thinking about a girl on the plane. What are the chances of them meeting after many years, and actually falling in love never knowing about that incident actually happening. What are the chances?
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