Daily Archives: September 6, 2012

The Fiddler

I saw her the first time when I was wandering around Sheffield’s Heart of the City area. She wore jeans and jumper playing outside Nero among passers-by and chuggers. She was out of the ordinary somehow. I could not tell which part of her beauty struck me: her distinctive Western European features or the way she drew the bow with elegancy. I was charmed. I stopped my wander, got myself a cup of tea in the nearby shop to listen, to see, and to absorb her. I left without talking to her. I like keeping certain things un-known and un-touch while I am on the move through towns. They make the journeys mysteriously unfulfilled. They give me a reason to go back one day.
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