The chocolates: the granny and the train


While I was waiting for the train, the unmistakable aroma of chocolate knocked on my nose, entering without permission. It woke up my senses, so I started looking around just to realized that the lovely 90 years old lady sitting next to me was enjoying chocolate.

One would think she had a few ones or a little bag at least. Wrong.! Wrong, my dear friends..!

The lady in question had a box, a whole box. If I ever thought, I loved chocolate I have certainly met my match.

I indeed saw my future in her.

She noticed me. And offered me one of the sweetest smiles, I have seen in a long time. I bowed. And I think she found me worthy of sharing her precious treasures, because, to the horror of many, she extended the box towards me, offering to share her cherished chocolates. I didn’t want to accept them but she was looking at me with such tenderness that I couldn’t refuse, I seriously couldn’t.

I took one. The lovely granny smiled happily.

My train came, I would have loved to stay longer with her, but life in Tokyo is not only busy but regulated to a rigorous schedule, even the trains. We said goodbye with another bow.

I hop on my train. But turned around to have one last look at the lovely granny, she was there, waving goodbye until my train disappeared into nothingness. 

Also published on Medium.

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