MIdnight!
I had been expecting it for weeks now! I could feel it in the way they retired to hushed corners, or changed the topic suddenly when someone inadvertently mentioned it. And, in the last few days, the planning was so hectic, they stopped trying to keep it a secret.
I was excited myself! I had confessed secrets, dropped hints, and tried to pass on enough information to the organizers of the festivities to make sure I got the best deal out of the whole scheme. And, so, you can imagine how eagerly I looked forward, with great anticipation and wholly unmixed joy, to the evening (for that was when it would all happen) that would lead up to midnight.
It all began (just after noon, in fact), when, I had stepped out of my room for a bit, and then, when I opened the door to get back in;
'SURPRISE!!'
My heart, tried to escape out of its little abode through my mouth, and, I let a fairly loud yelp to escape my lips, though, I did manage, with some difficulty, to keep the heart in. After the shock had sunk in, and there were smiles all around, I was blind-folded (pink scarf), and walked to the bus, which after a couple of changes (and a man asking if I were married), landed me on the banks of the river. The sight was breath taking, the river gently flowing by, a cool breeze relieving the summer heat, the sun throwing us a gentle leaving glance, and, well, what else could I have asked for.
The evening faded into the night, and the hours rapidly flew by, approaching midnight. The river became cold and distant as darkness fell, and, we moved to the comfort of my rooms, with the radiator and supper handy. It was an elaborate affair, with the best dishes, and, well, almost all of them. Then came the gifts: a T-shirt with my favourite band on it, a book that I'd been dying to get my hands onto, a DVD, an audio CD amongst others. I was grateful, humbled and overwhelmed.
As we looked out of the window, digesting, talking, joking, laughing, dreaming, conjuring up funny tales, believing in each other's lies, there was a knock on the pane. It had come so soon. But, there it was.
It was midnight.
I was taken to a cold room. There was a white bed in the middle, lots of whirring flasks and tubes around. I was asked to lie down. I could see the others through the glass standing in the next room.
A needle into my forearm, and, three tubes were relieved of their contents in succession. I lost the world but, the last thing I remember is her wet eye.
I was excited myself! I had confessed secrets, dropped hints, and tried to pass on enough information to the organizers of the festivities to make sure I got the best deal out of the whole scheme. And, so, you can imagine how eagerly I looked forward, with great anticipation and wholly unmixed joy, to the evening (for that was when it would all happen) that would lead up to midnight.
It all began (just after noon, in fact), when, I had stepped out of my room for a bit, and then, when I opened the door to get back in;
'SURPRISE!!'
My heart, tried to escape out of its little abode through my mouth, and, I let a fairly loud yelp to escape my lips, though, I did manage, with some difficulty, to keep the heart in. After the shock had sunk in, and there were smiles all around, I was blind-folded (pink scarf), and walked to the bus, which after a couple of changes (and a man asking if I were married), landed me on the banks of the river. The sight was breath taking, the river gently flowing by, a cool breeze relieving the summer heat, the sun throwing us a gentle leaving glance, and, well, what else could I have asked for.
The evening faded into the night, and the hours rapidly flew by, approaching midnight. The river became cold and distant as darkness fell, and, we moved to the comfort of my rooms, with the radiator and supper handy. It was an elaborate affair, with the best dishes, and, well, almost all of them. Then came the gifts: a T-shirt with my favourite band on it, a book that I'd been dying to get my hands onto, a DVD, an audio CD amongst others. I was grateful, humbled and overwhelmed.
As we looked out of the window, digesting, talking, joking, laughing, dreaming, conjuring up funny tales, believing in each other's lies, there was a knock on the pane. It had come so soon. But, there it was.
It was midnight.
I was taken to a cold room. There was a white bed in the middle, lots of whirring flasks and tubes around. I was asked to lie down. I could see the others through the glass standing in the next room.
A needle into my forearm, and, three tubes were relieved of their contents in succession. I lost the world but, the last thing I remember is her wet eye.
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