Two men

    The relations that Iris had with both gentlemen had certain similarities. Abner was her first true love and she could never stop caring for him. Alistair crossed her path later in life, a short adventure preceded by long distance friendship. Iris had bonded with him over letters and the strangeness of their lives. Both men were from the East and they were not the kind of men who show their feelings easily. Abner was born and raised in Southern India while Alistair was an Eastern European by birth. She loved the two of them with that kind of love full of compassion which is not all that easy to find. To her they were beautiful creatures with beautiful minds, hopes and dreams. She also craved for their words and company...She felt so alone without them.

   Now and for some strange turn of destiny she was to meet these two men who moved her heart and meant so much for her. Iris was nervous, she could not stop looking at her watch and clothes while trying to be mentally ready for the meeting. The first to appear was Alistair. He was stoned and had a charming mischievous grin on his face. One could see straight away he was not a faker. Iris never liked fakers, hypocrites or polite society. Iris and Alistair took a good look at each other, hugged and after, he said with a glimpse of delight in his eyes:

“Hi Iris, long time no see. How are you darling?”

“Not bad dear. How about you?You look as handsome as always. Oh, there comes Abner. I shall make some introductions” said Iris as Abner approached around the corner of the Natural History Museum.

    Iris waved at Abner so he could see them. He wore a thick jacket and walked quickly as if in a hurry. He smiled quietly as he got near.