i remember thinking “the sky must be beautiful out there, pity i cannot enjoy it”.
i could barely see a tiny fraction of the whole sky, through that minuscule and distant window. because to my right, there was an empty seat first and then a beautiful gothic young lady sitting next to the window after it. she was there guarding the view, looking through the window that i’d loved was mine instead. “the sun must be setting right now in that side of the sky, for we are flying south”, i realized, which made me feel miserable for not being able to enjoy the beauty of the abstract shapes the clouds frequently form when lit under a orange and purple sunset.
i was immersed in these thoughts until the moment the girl made it clear she had magically been able to read either my body language or my mind: “come seat here by my side, then you too will be able to enjoy the view”.
i smiled, moved my ass, sat next to her and started looking through the window to the, indeed, very gorgeous sky.
we stared at the magnificent show together in silence for a few minutes. two strangers that sit together can choose to ignore each other. or they can choose to talk to each other. but also, they can simply choose to share a sunset.
after some time she plugged her huge red headphones and browsed for some music. i thought that was a great idea, so i plugged my headphones too. i decided to start with Sur Le Fil, from the movie Amelie. once we both had our headphones on, we resumed looking together through the window as the sun set till the sun completely set far beyond the horizon line and everything became pitch-black.
then, a lightning flash illuminated part of the sea of clouds that had become otherwise invisible, showing us beautiful silhouettes and shapes for a fraction of a second. we both removed our headphones. “wow, that was awesome, have you seen it?”. “yes i have!”. we wondered if there would be a second one. we stayed in silence, like hunters patiently waiting for their pray. and then, there was a second one. “that was beautiful too!!, huh?”. it seemed to us a storm was coming, and we thought of taking a picture of any of the ephemeral but surreal and amazing cloud shapes created by the lightning. we tried a few times, but failed.
however we weren’t too disappointed, it had been fun trying anyway, she pointed out. i agreed, then asked “what music were you listening to during the sunset?”. she made a pause. “Amelie, the movie, you know”. i smiled. “sure i do, i was listening to Amelie too!”
i think the storm arrived and that the lightning continued out there ferociously, but i must admit i’m not completely sure as i didn’t pay too much attention to those anymore.