I was just finishing breakfast this morning (including a very good chai, I have to mention) when a beautiful woman walked out of the restaurant. Her appearance grabbed my attention as surely, as unhesitatingly, as the scent of jasmine. She was followed closely by a man – clearly they were companions. We exchanged a cordial greeting and they wandered off. I was left thinking, ‘What a lucky man!’
Five minutes later I was walking along the road, my lungs full of clean morning air and with a spring in my step (aided and abetted by that chai, no doubt), when I noticed the couple again. Now the woman was sitting in a jewellery shop, absorbed in a range of necklaces. The man stood nearby, looking around restlessly, already bored with the shopping activity. As I strode past, as free as the wind, I was left thinking, ‘What an unlucky man!’
