The hotel seemed to kiss the sky, illuminated by stellar sparks, and complimented it with luminosity from its interior. The ‘Black Beauty’ pulled up to its entrance, displaying its mechanical glaze in the brilliance of the lobby light. A young man stepped out of it. He was tall, thin and fair. His eyes were sharp and they mirrored his heart, saturated with love, hope and despair.

There was another man in the car. He was older and bulkier than his young friend, and his face was contracted with deep concern. He looked at the young man anxiously and asked, “Are you sure you want to do this?”

The young man turned towards him, smiling charmingly. His friend saw the piercing depth of his gaze and baulked. Then he sighed, “You are absolutely crazy!” and set his motor into drive.

The young man stood at the entrance, prospecting the road beyond the verdant gardens. By and by a silver car appeared and stopped at the entrance. On seeing the passenger, a pang of passion was ignited the young mans heart and he stepped aside. The door opened.

A beautiful girl stepped out. Her skin glowed with a rich radiance and she walked with an elegant pride. Her features were soft and awe inspiring. A fragrance of rosemary trailed behind her, like a wave. Her lips were pale and wet, and her eyes dazzled with innocence that commanded total attention.

She passed the young man, royally unaware of his presence. The suddenly, as if out of a trance, the young man called out her name. The girl gently stopped and turned around, her long, silky hair swirling behind her back. She smiled at him, surprised, and in a soft voice she said, “Hi! What are you doing here?”

The young man beheld her shining eyes, and felt an impulsive colouration of pulsating blood in his cheeks. He lowered his gaze momentarily, and then plucking up his courage, he forced himself to look directly into her eyes and said in a slow voice, “I have come to see you.”

The girl remained calm, even as the young man made her see the depth of his gaze. “See me?” she asked, amused, and then continued inquisitively, “For what?”

The young man replied unfalteringly and without breaking eye contact, “To tell you how much I love you!” He paused for a moment to see her reaction, and saw her cheeks blossom. Then smiling with rhapsody, he continued, “You are the prettiest girl I have ever seen, and the composure of your eyes inspires people to do things far beyond their capabilities. Whenever I am alone I think of you and I see your eyes, dark and fathomless like an abyss, concealing your intellect and benevolence, and the more I think of you, the more I love you. I do not know how to describe my emotions to you. All I know is that I trust you with my life.”

The impact of this dialogue was devastating. The girl lowered hers eyes and sighed. Then she raised them again and said softly, “I do not know what to say, but I do not feel the same way for you,” she said with trembling eyes, “I am so sorry!”

The young man sighed and looked down at the floor. He placed his hands in his pockets, looked up at her again and said in a cheerful voice, “I do not care what you think about me. All I care about is you.” Then he pulled out his cell phone from his pocket, held it in front of her and asked her, “May I take a picture of you?” The girl looked at him in confusion and nodded.

However, the young man was not capturing her photo. On the screen he typed out the message, ‘Godspeed’ and sent it to his friend. Then he lowered the cell phone, smiled at the girl, losing his conscience in the labyrinth of her eyes and said, “Thank you, for imbuing me with courage.” Even as he said so, an engine burst to life. In a calm voice he continued, “I just want you to know, that I will always be there for you.” From the corner of his eye, the young man saw the black car advancing towards him at a devils pace. “Bye!” he said slowly and stepped behind in the jaws of death.

There was a sudden disturbance in the atmosphere as the car roared with a deafening noise. The girl gave a gasp of horror. The young man turned his head towards the car and saw its blinding light, but he was already blind, in love. In that moment he was filled with a cold fear which was instantly driven out by valor, just like when a cold sword stabs through the heart and inspires fear in the blood which is instantly driven out through the wound.

In a second the car crashed into him, just like when a ‘Prancing Horse’ stomps a knight on the battlefield. It was a perfectly choreographed ‘accident’ with an accurately calculated outcome. All is fair in love and war.