A few months ago, I was working on a company project that promised better financial security for my family. Although it was a success, but it had cost me so much. Stress and tension filled every nook of my life. For most part of the project, I was constantly having mood swings and I would say I was very impossible to deal with. Furiously working on the project bought rewards, true, but that also meant that I didn’t have time for myself to enjoy the things I really do. However, my outlook of life changed while staying in one of the hotels in Benidorm for families near the Playa de Levante beach.
I found myself relaxing on a deserted beach all by myself. The beach was deserted, save for a few joggers. My serene space was interrupted by the sound of the joggers’ shoes grinding into the sun and the whispered conversations of other sunbathers lounging around. It was a great day to be lazing under the sun, but little did I know that that day has a lot of things in store for me.
My reverie was broken by a soft voice asking if the space beside me is taken. Looking up, the face that looked back down at me stole my breath away.
The face looking back down at me belonged to the most beautiful girl I ever saw. Her head was crowned with the most radiant golden blonde hair I’ve ever seen. She was only a little more than five feet tall. She wore a knitted light blue bikini that matched her equally blue eyes. But what sparked my interest the most is the sweetest smile that was thrown my way. It was so beautiful, with cute dimples adorning her slightly freckled cheeks, that it mesmerized me for what it seemed to be forever.
I managed to stutter a reply, telling her she can have the space. She gave me again that sweet smile and laid down her towel on the sand. For a few minutes, I could not talk. Taking the empty spot on the sand beside me is the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. Taking a glimpse at her, I tried to memorise her every line and curve.
Endeavoring to start a conversation with the mysterious girl, I asked, “So, are you here for a vacation?”
“Yes and no. It’s my last day of work in that hotel there,” she explained and pointed at another beach hotel. “Tomorrow, I’m leaving for Scotland.”
“Ah, so you’ll be working in Edinburgh?”
“I have no idea. I’ve never gone to the place. I don’t even have relations there. I just opened up the Internet one day and found a great opportunity there about climbing the mountains there, perhaps becoming a guide of some sort.”
I looked at her, utterly in disbelief over the girl’s courage at her young age. “So you just decided to load up? Edinburgh or Scotland is an unknown for you, I suppose?”
She smiled. “Not surprisingly. But do we really know anything” No, we don’t. Life is all about exploring and risking to find what makes you happy. Some day, I will leave this world just like anybody. And it would be such a waste of happiness if I let my fears and doubts cloud over something that could make me happy.?
I could hardly believe my ears. The girl, who was no greater than her early 20s, was extraordinarily intelligent. And what she said was correct; we’re so engrossed in worries and fears that we forget to be happy.
She excused herself before I could even get her name. That was the very last time I saw her, but she imparted in me a lesson of a satisfaction guaranteed life.