Where?

Vir opened her eyes – trying to remember if it was shut this whole time – to face the majestic Eiffel Tower, as lights like fireflies danced on the wrought iron structure.

“We, writers, painters, sculptors, architects and passionate devotees of the hitherto untouched beauty of Paris, protest with all our strength, with all our indignation in the name of slighted French taste, against the erection … of this useless and monstrous Eiffel Tower…” voiced a tour guide passionately, narrating the humble yet controversial beginnings of the Eiffel Tower.

eiffel-tower-lightsVir stood where she was and went round in a circle, observing among other things that most people around her were wearing shrugs, scarves and jackets; she saw a mother wrapping her son with a second coat, a souvenir salesman rubbing his palms for heat and could almost hear the chattering of teeth of a mid-aged Indian man. “How am I feeling so hot? Am I sick?” she thought, when more than the majestic sight in front of eyes the heat under her skin took precedent.

Vir touched her forehead and fixated her eyes on the canal in front of her, when suddenly she felt the cold metal of a handcuff caress her wrist, while an American Officer yelled, “Ms. Elle, you are under arrest for driving under influence, destruction of public property…”

Vir turned back in shock and the Eiffel Tower was no more. Instead she saw her car, stuck in between the pavement and a retail store, the name of which she had no recollection of. “I don’t know how this happened, I’m not under an influence officer”, she yelled, as she heard a bottle of Black Dog shatter against the wall, and then she saw next to her a man in tears…

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Vir pressed her head tight and yelled, “Make it stop!” as the wailing of the siren slowly vanished, and Vir opened her eyes to the sight of the Majestic Eiffel Tower again, feeling the cool wind against her skin and finding herself reaching out for a shawl from her bag…as her friend yelled, “Vir, wake up”, “Vir, wake up”, “Vir, wake up”…

PS : All images have been taken from Google and it is here just for visualisation purpose and does not intend to pose any other relevance or meaning to this factitious storyline.

 

 

 

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