Note: I am writing on behalf of Ms. Blanche Durosit
Banks of river
It was Sunday morning when I first encountered him, can say the most beautiful morning of my life. It was so striking that I still remember the date also, 18th October ‘1982.
l was almost 99.9% lucky that day. That day, I was eagerly waiting for a “cockroach” but you know what, inspite of getting one, I got bordered by so many cockroaches. A mob of 3-4 passengers surrounded me and enquired about my fee. I was surprised to find out that my rival tourists guides were not on the shore as all of them were busy in attending another ferry. Great! What else I can wish for. So, without wasting my time I doubled my already raised fee and finally enclosed a deal with a cockroach.
“Excuse me Madame” could you please help me out to find the way to Alexandre Dumas I have booking there.
“Alexandre Dumas” I screamed while turning back. My eyes got broad due to maximization of greed in my retina and surely they became greedier after seeing…umm……after checking him out!!!>>>
“O Sir, you are looking for Alexandre Dumas, I know the hotel. It’s near Eiffel tower. Let me assist you………
oh shit!! I just realized that I am carrying a cockroach with me.
“Wait a minute Sir, I will be back soon” and I straightly traveled few meters and dropped a note “I am really sorry Sir, I won’t be able to take you on a ride of joy in my lovely city. I just learnt about the ill health of my friend, so I have to leave. Thanks for choosing Blanche Tours & Travels. Have a nice stay!!” I completed my already prepared sentence in front of cockroach.
Well ……what an effect of a 5 feet 10 inch tall guy having gracious looks.
But to tell you, I was equally beautiful and famous in my society. Even I had a huge list of admirers. It was Blanche only who never gave a glance. Obviously, I too had an attitude of my own.
But here the case was more than a charming face. He had a reservation in Alexandre Dumas, a classy hotel for classy people …..ding dong :-) Definitely he will be a fool who will miss the opportunity to assist; I mean to fetch a handsome amount from such a filthy rich customer.
“Yes Sir, tell me how Blanche Tours & Travels can serve you”
“Ms Blanche, I am here for a week. Make my trip memorable. Show me the best of the city and force me to come back again to this capital of wonders” He proposed his scheme.
“Definitely Sir, I am masters in making voyages unforgettable” I sarcastically threw at him
“O yaw! Well, I have a very cool name which sounds far better than Sir. I am Sonart Roger. My mum calls me Sona” phew!! he said it very impressively
“Hello Mr. Sona” I welcomed him with my infectious and intoxicated smile.
“Well, it will be good if we can discuss my fee beforehand. And since you know, I left my customer for you, so I will be charging a double amount”...”Damn!!” the words were in upper palate of buckle cavity of my mouth.....don’t know why they did not wished to transform into sound......his magic>>>
“Let’s directly go to your booking place Alexandre Dumas. Take refreshment and I will take you on a ride to some choosy places, and to put in your kind notice other tourist guides do not take their customers to such spots. I have selectively chosen it for you.” my excitement do not needed any more adjectives to convey my plan of joy.
Then finally we reached to the topmost luxury hotel in town. My elation knew no leaps and bounds after seeing the interiors of the hotel. Woo, my dream was almost half fulfilled after having taking breakfast in an exclusive inn that too with the sexiest person alive on the planet. Guess, my 99.9% luck got changed into 100% :-). Nice for me! What a refreshing Sunday that too with a sexy guy :-)
One thing was for sure, something happened to me that day. I was not like before. Was a bit different not only in my personal activities but with my professional career also. I never ever have behaved in such a strange manner. Believe me I used to be very smart!!
So, here comes my choosy and selectively spotted place where other guides do not take their customers. (Definitely, no guide will take atleast a bachelor to this place)
“Here we are Sir, this is very untouched and recently rarely visited place-----“The Zoo” my enthusiasm wrapped up with my bubbly innocence came out this way.
“Here you will feel very close to nature. You will get a chance to learn the behavioral pattern of animals. Wow, just imagine! You will spend a luxury time as well as will add up to your knowledge.” I tried my best to make my insensible act sound sensible.
“God, please help me, I am knowingly climbing up, step by step, the ladder of insanity. Stop me.”.......but few thing’s are meant to happen.......that day, full day, non stop I chit chatted with him and told him quick and fast facts about animals. I would have sounded atleast descent if I would have told him about the imprisoned animals. Huh!! I was playing the part of goddess of fool that day. I made him aware about the difference between mules and donkeys, both in their genetic and the working difference. Further, I gave him a lecture on laughing expressions of rabbit, mating calls of birds and cruel activities of Dogs. Thank God...day ended...it was evening...else would have tortured him for long with my thoughtless tales.
I am sure you will be eager to know his expressions.
He smiled throughout the day. He did not even tried to move his eye balls from me...not even for a second.
He was completely lost and thoroughly enjoyed my lessons on animal kingdom.....uhu..uhu....domestic animal kingdom. Believe me I am not lying. He himself gave this feedback after returning back to hotel.
“He must have gone nuts!! Aaaa, good for me” it was my relaxed sigh.
It was his second day of trip. I took him to bank.
Seriously what a %#!#$&*$@# ....I am. I am just too much. I am charging him for tour and I used him for my personal work.
See, I am not actually that bad. I just came to know that I need to urgently transfer my money to my dad’s account. Kindly note the word “urgent” so it was my helplessness which powered me for such an act.
“Sir, this is a very good bank. It is counted in top 10 local banks of
“Oh Thanks to you for taking me to such a good local bank of Paris Ms Blanche. I was too in need of local currency. You carry on with your urgent work and meanwhile I also fetch some franks.” This way he lifted up my guilt feel.
“How cute he is?? Now, I realized why I was acting differently. His gracious acts and simple deeds were forcing me to fall for him and people in love are bound to act differently...guess in a more insane manner......whatever it may be.....the feel was different and I was happy.
It was third day. This time I took him to a selectively chosen spot. No, I am serious this time. I took him to a historical building, located at the west end of the country. It was a lonely place but very peaceful. It was very less visited by people. Because of this serenity, it was my favorite place.
“Sir, this is my personally preferred place. In my ups and down I come here. The soothing blow of air, passing through the layer of calmness, gives me a sense of sensitivity and I easily reach to my conclusions. I am not sure whether other tourist guides take their customers to this place or not but you are the first one for me to whom I wanted to pay a visit to this place.” Sweetness in my voice jammed the moment.
He looked into my eyes and murmured “You are unique Ms. Blanche. I liked everything about you. I liked your silliness, your innocence, your imagination, your analytical skills, your chirpiness and now your maturity.”
Uff, how to explain.....everything got freeze......a moment of silence crossed our path.
Almost for an hour neither he said anything nor I. We exchanged our emotions through eyes.
Well, he then took the lead and asked me if I would like to go out with him to a place of his choice.
I voluntarily agreed, nodding my head, I rumored “Let’s go”.
Aah!! Can you presume the place he took me?
“Dear Blanche, it’s my third day here in
“I wholeheartedly like you. I know it’s just three days but many a times we do not need a long to value our true emotions. From the very first second, I felt different and unique emotions with you. ............he was left blank for second..........................................................and then continued..........................................................................Would you company me to my original city
In reply I simply hugged his masculine physique.
So, this is my story, a simple sweet love story though a very small one.
It was his last day of trip.
Cruse blew its last whistle. But we were not yet prepared to say goodbye.
He tightly hugged me and whispered in my ears “Blanche, you have made it difficult for me to leave the country. I will miss you badly till our next meet. Do post me letters and pictures of our treat. I will convince my parents and will be back soon to take you away for forever.”
My eyes became full of tears. I decided not to cry till I see him again as the tears were of joy and overloaded with love emotions. Therefore, I managed to roll them back. I did not wish to say him a temporary bye with weeping eyes. I then gave a big smile and said “Go! Else you will miss your journey.”
Today is 15th February ‘1984. I have not wept in between. My tears are still waiting to come out. I am still waiting for him.
It has been almost 1.5 years. But I haven’t forgotten a single moment. My heart still says that he truly loved me. I undoubtedly believe that he was a gentle person as my eyes marked him out of the total population of 2,203,817+60% visitors of
What to say further, I was so much troubled with his thoughts that I dropped my Blanche Tours & Travels. That shore reminds me of him. I just made a quit to my job and started working in a shop as a sales-girl.
But still I daily go to Seine’s bank in the morning, to request any of the traveler of the Cruse to carry my post to
I still remember his last words while our departure. He asked me to post letters. I am living up to my promise till now.
I daily write a letter to him stating my current situations, about my past circumstances which I was then not able to share with him, a few notes on morality and principles which means a lot to me, my wishes and about the perseverance of my feelings for him. I write it in such a way that only Sona could read and understand my say and not the traveler, in short I do it in code words. Only my heart knows, daily how I gather my all senses and trust in my soul, to write a letter again as my day, daily ends up in hopelessness. This way, I am leading my life on this faith that someday Sona will encounter with the chosen traveler and he will receive my news.
“MAY BE” after reading my letters he will come to know about the depth of my Love for him and decides to come back.
My comment: Tears of joy, tears of sadness, tears of relief, and tears of unfulfilled wish are good for us as the eyes are the doorway to the soul, and thus tears cleanse our soul. But for the first time I came to know about the tears of waiting………….just keeping patience to check out its power. If he comes back…..it will get proved that an honest heart which is good, sincere, open, ready to accept and give love unconditionally holds the majesty, magic and mystery of turning a dream into a reality else……..
Well, I just do not wish to speak much about Sona, because I am not aware of his situation, his emotions and his thoughts. I completely agree with Blanche that if she is still waiting for him then definitely there must be something in Mr. Sonart Roger which our eyes could not see. Even I consider that certain circumstances lead to the wrong or forcible judgment. But one thing is for sure, knowingly or unknowingly Sona committed a Sin. Yes, I would not call it as a mistake but a sin to translate such a chirpy and bubbly girl into a dead and lifeless body.
My best and heartiest wishes are with Blanche. May Sona someday receives her letters, realize her pain, recognize her love and revert back. May their Love blossom with the kick of the Spring. Amen!