A Rose Among Flowers
I looked around desperately, trying to see through the crowd. Colors were whirling in front of my eyes as I spun around, searching. Balloons floated in and out of my peripheral vision as I looked, the children pulling them along wearing funny hats. Their mothers strolled behind, wearing their designer shades, and flowery dresses. Hawaiian shirts and beach pants obscured my vision. The cacophony of life and excitement rang in my ears as I scrutinized the scene, searching.
Searching for her.
It must be the school holidays for the waterpark to be this crowded. I was on the opposite side of a man-made stream which seemed to line the top brink of an outdoor auditorium, where the waterpark's shows were held. Small wooden pathways allowed people to cross the stream into a sun-shaded walkway, overlooking the auditorium.
I knew she was looking for me as well; I could sense trepidation in her steps as she walked slowly through the crowd. Yet, I couldn't know where she was, couldn't see. I squinted my eyes as I scanned for any hint of her through the kaleidoscope of colors across the stream, on the shaded walkway. The constant movement of children, balloons, and duck mascots, created moving colors. Moving colors that required me to readjust my focus as I searched.
I wasn't getting anywhere with this. I walked along the stream, scrutinizing the crowd on the shaded wooden walkway on the opposite side. I could sense that I was getting closer to her with every step I took. I could "sense" the color of dress she was wearing. I could sense her long straight hair, the sweet scent it made as it caught the wind when she walked. I could sense her.
And then, I saw her.
A dark blue dress; knee length, cut at an angle at the bottom. A dainty shoe; simple, yet speaks volumes of its classiness and elegance. Long hair tied in a shoulder-length ponytail. She was walking unhindered through the crowd, unaware of me, her pursuer.
I cry out to her, but my voice became drowned in the sea of cheer and laughter. I had to catch up to her. I broke into a small jog trying to keep pace with her walking through the crowd on the opposite side of the stream. For every step she took, I had to take 5. I glanced back across the stream every now and then as I jogged to see blue flitting in and out amongst the crowd. She seemed to be moving effortlessly amongst the crowd. I had to cross the stream. Panting slightly, I jogged across the nearest wooden bridge, into the sea of people on the walkway. Stopping, I looked around; she should be reaching this point soon, any second now. . . . . . or did she already pass by here? I looked back, down the walkway, craning my neck, trying to look past balloons and people, squinting, searching for blue, and waited.
Nothing.
She must have gone further up the walkway, then. I turned around and looked up the shaded walkway. Amongst the throng of people, I was beginning to lose my sense of direction. The scene was the same everywhere I turned; people were walking, rushing past me in both directions, jostling, balloons brushing my face as they pass, the feeling of claustrophobia setting in slightly. I had to start moving through this crowd in any case, after her. I started up the walkway - when I heard a voice. A voice like melted honey.
"Hey, you".
I spun around - and heaved a sigh of relief. The crowd seemed to disperse slightly, and there was breathing space again. Space between me and her. There she stood, one person among people. A rose among flowers. Uniquely beautiful among the common, smiling at me as only she could. I gave her an exasperated look, and grinned back gingerly.
"Hey", I said, almost hoarsely. "Where have you been? I've been looking all over for you. . ."
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