I
I could hardly believe that Charles has agreed to a meeting. Earlier, he said, which is occupied various things, usually trivial to most people in the world would occupy the top two hours, but he had for them to sit for half a day. That kind of accurate. Do not hurry, saying that haste is the biggest enemy of man, next to small children shrieking and neighbors. Even at the agreed place came strangely slow, someone unfamiliar with it very well have thought that it fluctuates. Why not just run away? No. Seeing me (previously looked at the sides, for the sheer fun, pretending to be delighted tourists), then walked his pace. Changed only his face - smiling the whole together until it came out and my smile full of shyness. Somehow I could not get szczerzyć to people without thinking that I was doing with himself debilkę.
- Hi, - he said, when I finally stood next to me.
- Hi - I replied.
We stood with a good few minutes in silence. Different people around us, pass, run, sometimes they stayed to calmly pick up the cell and talk. I guess there were more young mothers who decided to use a sunny day for a walk with her daughter or son. Charles looked at the little ones with some apprehension, as if for a moment, a woman had to approach and ask about being a father. Anyway, now that momentary look after any child believed to be totally inappropriate, both for him, a slow man and toddler, which would have everything in one moment. With the greatest pleasure - and power, which, unfortunately, was much less, perhaps even at all - have invented a cure for fast adulthood. Podawałby niemowlakom him, and these would grow fast, deftly avoiding the minor time and play time teenage rebellion. Of course, all without side effects. Charles would become famous, at least for some time, then because parents would think that something is missing, would make up the gap. Only with the adult world it's good citizens. Sometimes the touch or smile of a child is able to mitigate the greatest conflict mediation rather than the best.
stillness meditation - at least on my part - he interrupted Charles, when asked where I want to go.
- I do not know.
We did not have plans. I just decided to meet. Long time no see, maybe a few months, maybe more. We felt that a simple "yes" to "Meet?" completely enough that even dopowie everything else - will create friendly atmosphere, which could be lost somewhere, after all, suggest a good place for dinner, as well as menus and topics for discussion. Meanwhile, after my response, I have come to pass embarrassing silence. Charles went some interest in the building, I counted a very busy street passing cars. I counted thirty-six, when he again tried to strike up a conversation:
- Why there? I like this bar, give a good hot dogs.
- I do not like hot dogs - I said, even though I knew that complicates the situation. Unfortunately for us, I added: - In general I do not like fast food.
groaned, me too. They again had to wonder where you sit and eat something or at least talk. I felt that it was now my turn, I stood still with key words on the tip of my tongue. Nothing in the world did not want to get from the throat to save the meeting from a crushing defeat.
- Well, ehm ... nice weather - I blurted out.
Charles nodded.
- But it's going to rain - like a prophet of the prophets said the future by looking at the clouds.
- How do you know?
- What is so sultry, it's always raining. You know, water evaporates, it goes up, condenses ...
- I know, I know. I went to geography.
It would seem that after such a rapid exchange of views can only get better, unfortunately, the meeting referred to was in place, perhaps even more than we do. Any group of teenagers began to point fingers at us, while taking more laughter than the funniest comedy. Hurrying to work or anywhere else in the force tried to pass between us. Some child is encouraged Charles to play the ball, brazenly ignoring me. A friend of course politely declined, then turned more towards me and pulled further away, where there were fewer people. It was enough that we have noticed quite a decent-looking restaurant. As soon as we followed in her direction, with zero number of concerns that prices can be very reasonable.
sat beside a window, we ordered something niespecjalnego and silent. It's hard to talk while waiting for food. In general, it is hard to do everything, because the senses involuntarily rushing toward the restaurant kitchen. On the front, of course, smell, catcher smallest scents, especially the nice and smelly, and later hearing that the strain On each step, confident that the waiter brings a dish ordered; touch impatiently tapping his fingers on the table, eyes and looks of the suspension, preferably to any dish. Satisfied with it, and then depart the place of taste, who takes great satisfaction to be consuming food.
But we belonged - as we thought - to the quirky customers. At the sight of two plates full of young potatoes, some salads and some meat, and large glasses of orange juice, we decided that we are not hungry. Charles did not have to say it out loud - I knew very well in the face, what it feels like it indeed.
- rushed up - he whispered in a tone as if he intended to punish. - Urgency. One of the greatest human suffering.
II
- Urgency is the kind of suffering?
food even for a moment we are not interested. It lay untouched on their plates and glasses just in time become empty, because the heat effectively encouraged the filling in each liter of fluid. The downside of the sun began to shine the eyes. We wanted to change the table, but there was nowhere - all occupied. Apparently the restaurant was in a good day, even a slight stench. Charles took off his shirt, I'm a sweater. Why am I so hot dressed? He probably wondered the same. Long did not answer my question, though he gave me time to reflect on their own. Or maybe he wondered, not wanting to give just any answer?
- Yes, it is - he finally said, and paused again.
- How big? - Inquired; on me quite intrigued, giving the hope that the meeting somehow goes on.
- terribly large. Anyway, I said that is one of the greatest suffering, of course man, because when it comes to animals, I do not know what's bothering them.
smiled. I knew that I would do it very often during our meeting. To Charles I had nothing, at least no big deal, simply because sometimes the little things cause downtime in the pleasant dealings with this charming, slow man. He was sitting just sit, do not worry about some old lady's indignant gaze. This old lady, probably staying with her husband, ate very quickly, greedily. Guessed centuries ago that the beloved recently took her to the restaurant.
- This is a rush - the woman commented Charles.
- I know.
- Well, well. You see ... I'm about to ubrudzi sauce.
did not know whether to agree or laugh. Charles looked on me, then the old woman is further food in a hurry. We were surprised that it still had enough to eat. Her husband was the opposite - calm, eat with the dignity of a gentleman, and also understand the behavior of his wife, doing her scenes.
- As soon as it drops.
Charles was right, nay, before he finished speak your mind, already an old man moaning because of a few drops of sauce on a white blouse, perfect for school academy. Rose sharply, pointing to the spot, which needlessly rubbing, as if she thought that this process will remove it. To his misfortune - and to our satisfaction - a suit made entirely inappropriate to wear. Maybe some good powder will help, but better immediately replace her blouse to the floor on a cloth or mop in the sink.
- How did you know? - I asked stupidly.
- Oh, any good observer would have guessed - he replied carelessly Charles. He did not want to pull the subject, although it added: - Only the geniuses eat quickly and not get dirty, but this woman was not only a genius, but was awkward. Did you see how holding a fork? Gaining on him without rhyme or reason, a little of everything and loads it into her mouth, which even does not open well. I am surprised that it was only at the end of eating the sauce flew her blouse and that only a blouse. If I was a bit more bold, I would bet you a hundred dollars that ubrudzi the head and butt.
- exaggerate.
Charles had to say something when we heard scream from outside. Through the window we saw how the old man was tearing up at her husband, accused of niedopilnowanie. Because yes, this should be supervised to buy a bib, and even underlay his own hand, in case you skapnął sauce on it, not the clothes his wife. At first I was laughing with the absurd situation, but later found it to be unpleasant, and agreed with Charles. Haste is really suffering, specifically leading to it, causing an unpleasant, sad or embarrassing situations. If humans do at the right pace - not too fast, not too wolnym - byłoby mniej wypadków. Owszem, również mniej czasu, z drugiej co to za czas uzyskany z pośpiechu, z którego nie ma jak się cieszyć?
Karol uśmiechał się, wcale jednak nie triumfalnie, a z żalem połączonym z troską. Gdzieś w głębi siebie wierzył w ludzkość, mimo jej wad, które obecnie pokazywała staruszka. Biedny mężczyzna, musiał słuchać jej narzekań, skarg i wstydzić się za ich oboje przed przystającymi ludźmi.
- Człowieka ciągnie do nieszczęścia, nie? - zagadnęłam ponownie.
- Racja. Za chwilę całe miasteczko się zbierze, to watch a play titled "A quarrel dirty lady with a gentleman." It is good that we took the seats. Arts
spin really slowly. The old lady certainly did not intend to stop or to scream or take a spouse in a more desolate place. Still standing before the restaurant, still in the same mood, or rather the lack thereof. Man slowly began to lose patience finally exclaimed:
- last time I'm taking you here!
At these words the old man turned his back like a lady offended.
- Sad - I said.
- Worse is the reaction of observers.
I looked at the surroundings. Nearly everyone in the restaurant stopped eating to look at - if they like - to quarrel with the court, or at least listen to the screams of the old woman. Caused the end of their conversation and giggles, ideal for teens, but not for adult men, who predominated in the place of our meeting. People would stop outside the curious, sometimes outraged, pointing out fingers. Most of them were young people, often with children. Charles groaned at the sight of them. Probably felt even greater explosion.
- Children? Who invented them?
- are suffering, too? - I said, even though I knew the answer perfectly.
- Sometimes I feel that it is everything, even the hellish sun, which is trying to blind me. - Charles looked at his food. - You will eat?
- No, do not you?
- Not at all. Well ... wasted some money. Let's go.
We left the restaurant and headed towards anything, just to be like the most vicious old woman, her husband and dumb witnesses of marital events.
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