The ruthless encounters!

Out of nowhere, sometimes, you meet people and then starts an entire new saga. A story that remains embedded within, within you and in most cases, probably with that another person too.

I haven't heard of Ms. Rudy since we had that trip to Jomson in the year 2011 and I've slowly started to accept that we were not meeting again. With Ms. Rudy nowhere in sight, I started out in the journey to nowhere. Thought I would start afresh and also thought that no second Ms. Rudy will ever come again knocking. 

The farthest place you could imagine, I decide to start it all over. The memories with Ms. Rudy haunt like nothing and I can still feel her presence all over however, I had no choice but to move on. Wrongs you know, many wrongs and calling it a quit was one of many. She was THE one. Oh well, burnt the bridges and ran away....yes, ran away. Ran away; yes, ran away! 

Like they say, you will never realise the value until you loose and that's what happened. She was a true gift. But well, shit happens you know. Shit happens when you are a complete idiot. 

So here I was, tossing Mc Donald's burgers, working 'doesn't make sense shifts', gulping whatever comes way and then this lady peeks in. 

Tell you what, she's one heck of a character. Big glasses, big eyes, dark shades, quiet yet very interesting. She didn't talk at all but I completely gave in. 

Hey, I think I've seen you somewhere before.

Hmm..really. I can't remember.

Well, I'm sure I've seen you before. Where are you from?

Nepal. She smiled.

She isn't Ms. Rudy but I smiled that someone had just stepped in and was going to amaze me with her mysterious stories. Very rarely you meet people who'd simply come along and leave you with merciless memories. I call them ruthless encounters. 

Ms. Rudy!

Condition?

Yes, of course! 

I wasn't sure whether I should've had this before we started but always worth it whenever it's Ms. Rudy. She's so unpredictable. 

But it was year 2037 too. It's been ages since I've had a nice chat with her, but that's the way I thought I should go. However, hoped Ms. Rudy would listen and tell me about hers too.

So, how should we start! 

That's a good question. I thought the same but didn't say it.

Well, let's start from our trip, the one we had together to Jomsom, I guess it was in the year 2011.

The year 2037 !

: )

You know, it's 2037 already. 

Ya, ya I know.

I've been looking for you all over, where did you go?

Well, I was busy. She replied. 

One more, one more to go or say one more addition in the world of bizarre thoughts; bizarre circumstances. She started again.

I knew she would reply exactly like this.

It was year 2010 when we celebrated the very first day with a bit of a romance. Do you still remember? I whispered into her ears.

Romance? No way. You were never romantic. You don't know what a romance is. 

(True. She's right. I don't know what romance is). 

But you could have taught me Ms. Rudy.

Shut up Mr. Jonn! It's a waste to even think I could teach you romance. Impossible. You don't have it. Why don't you accept?

I was only trying to distract her; distract her before she starts her never ending babbles. Ms. Rudy's a lover. A believer who's long believed in love and she's exactly like the one I met; probably some 30 some years ago. Things did change; except Ms. Rudy. Didn't know it would have been this long before we meet again and recall (probably) the memories.

The Winston. Hobart (Place I thought Ms. Rudy would like before a long talk we've had ahead).

One Broccoli Buffalo Wings. So, what're you having tonight Mr.

Hmm...let's do Southern; and a regular draught.

You're still the same. Beer boy! She chuckled. 

Did you give up on your wine already. If I'm not wrong, wine's your favorite.

Well, of course not. One glass of Breem Creek Red please! She added on the tab. 

Haha, we're still the same.

No, we're not. No way. She hammered.

How come!

Well, Mr. we've yet to unfold 'the stories'; yet to peek into the mysteries; yet to find answers. We've got heaps of talking ahead. And I'll then tell, whether we're still the same or we've changed.

Oh yes, we've got to talk. And I promise, I'll tell you all. Things you knew, things you didn't know. But I have a condition!

Emmalisa !

Emmalisa; stands alone at stares at you while you walk down the Franklin Wharf Ferry Pier, Hobart. Built in 1947, she's been around for a while now and looks forward towards welcoming you. 

And just in case, if you're ever around here in Hobart, you wouldn't want to miss the historic tour offered at Emmalisa.