Le voleur de pensées (FICTION) (French Edition)

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Please enter recipient e-mail address es. The E-mail Address es you entered is are not in a valid format. Please re-enter recipient e-mail address es. You may send this item to up to five recipients. The name field is required. Please enter your name. He recollected that he never had reserved a seat in any of the transports he travelled in his youth. That was a piece of the reasoning he followed in his adolescence and middle age when he had accepted life as greater voyage and a similarly greater adventure, and he would not like to sound himself as a two-timer.

Also, he had even disheartened people taking such a great amount of alert in their visits and rounds, and had even made fun of those chicken-hearted souls for missing the mystery of future by such a large number of early courses of action. In any case, now he is no more that young fellow who could bear alone the bothers that travels offer without fitting trip programs. He estimated himself to be an elderly person at any rate physically, and at the same time, he favoured to survey himself as a young man with his significant other whenever they were both alone.

He now and then partook with her a portion of his old juvenile jokes and she would alert him in a diverted note, kids will hear, or others will catch, and chide him lovingly. Around here, his wife outperformed him and she could tell a joke convincingly and after her jokes, all would yell in giggling.

Then again, whenever he told a joke just a couple of individuals snickered, and others would keep silent and look curiously what his genuine expectation was and also meaning that they expected something more serious from him. Presently the transport is going to start and he was seeing his own situation in the carrier and felt somewhat befuddled, as the journey is about a hundred kilometres, and the plain idea of how he will reach the goal in the wake of numerous expected knocks and turns in this risky course when the traffic is, for the most part, heartless and the drivers had a portion of the tendencies of his own juvenility, accepting it as a happy adventure, however he remembered he never had been foolhardy in any of the periods of life..

When he was thinking this way, the bus started with a sudden yank as though to caution him about the future perils of the trek. His better half turned once again from the front seat and grinned. He looked for some time at his wife as if she were entirely someone else from another family he has not seen so far, and attempted to observe without emotions. This gave him an impression of her beauty and the slender figure, which he sometimes had admired in other women. Obviously, she is a lot more youthful to him in age and looks.

The marriage was an incredible experience as he for all intents and purposes eloped with her in light of the fact that the families did not support of the wedlock, particularly her father who was a strong man and had extreme perspectives on life. Truth be told, his folks, particularly his mom was glad since this occurred after a period that he had announced openly in the family circles that he had chosen to be a hermit. It was never his intention to marry her and he considered her only as a friend or a good relative who had sympathies to his style of living and had a kind of blameless association with her, primarily through letters and incidental gatherings when he would ponder on genuine issues of life and she like a student tuned in to his babbling.

Presently it happened that her folks needed to get her wedded to a worthy groom and she opposed all proposals. Furthermore, things developed to such a pivotal stage, to the point that he was forced to leave the place with her so as to keep away from catastrophes. There they landed positions as teachers in a boarding school because the school favoured couples as staff and they were couples if not formally.

To be brief, life made them a couple. The bus turned to a bumpy patch and he had practically to hold the side of the seat with both hands in order to avoid a fall. This happened several times in the course of the journey and it was a good exercise for his otherwise sluggish body. At one point, the bus stopped at a minor junction, and the conductor announced that there is ten minutes -break and with many other passengers, he also got out and headed to a nearby stall. Some remained in their own seats not having anything to do with the shops or the outside world.

He got tea and snacks for his wife and had something for himself as well. After all, the time she had languished over this old fool… He recollected that before marriage she would tell thanks for each little assistance he gave and it was how she had been instructed by her military dad. He indicated that at whatever point, one may express thanks or thank you at each possible advance and definitely, she followed that coaching and was classed as a fervent and wise dame, much applauded by her peers.

She had additionally two sisters younger to her and both pursued the same school of thought and philosophies of protocols, and with her mom who wedded her dad when she was just sixteen years old[an offence in modern era], the female society in the family was on a par with a minor brigade and her dad was the self-announced officer of that troop. But the fight here was more interior than external, and he won it always alone and held all the badges to himself, by his strong articulations and muscular prowess, till at a later stage one of his kidneys began declining and he needed the aid of his significant other at each trail of life… … ……..

The new day dawns with a warm note when the azure sky manifests itself above the sea swells that carried endless whispers from the past. The clinic is a vascular infirmary, mostly patronised by old folk, and a few youthful ones, too. The doctor comes to the porch of the arcade and grouses something to herself and retreats. Thankfully, this is something the season has to offer now.

Dear, did you ever mark the flare in her eyes? The new recruit from a Scandinavian country whose home is near the place after Galati in a Moldovan village, where the Danube flows to the sea[as she told yesterday]…. There is a tiny tea stall in the proximity, that boasts of novel items in the menu, pizzas and cheese tortellini slaws and vegan culinary —about six or seven guys are hurrying in to catch the attention of the bench assistant for vouchers or tokens.

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Meanwhile, a middle-aged lady is thrust back in the race and the counter boy obviously notices and calls her to the head row to get the token and this gesticulation precipitates some measure of mortification in the male casts, who left to themselves and alone were fed to act in unusual trends. But none stretches out to demur, because of one reason or the other. One specific cause, I may tend to know that transpired in our family, that eldest female member scolded all the others for such a prototype of display. Today, there is an appointment at Brooks and my buddies have agreed to assemble there in the salon of a mate that is in the corresponding edifice.

We will review topics concerning them and that covers some family liaisons too. The physician arrived meanwhile and my kinsman was ushered into the chamber and it appeared that he was reluctant to face the new evolution of his body. He has been for eras, a supporter of the doctrine of Dependent Origination, still, it did not assuage the existing predicament. Then the doctor turned to me and delivered various guidelines and prescriptions of drug and narrated that these could be purchased from the store that is in the same complex. And also that I must meet her after a week.

We withdrew from the surroundings and hit back home. My kinsman has been sojourning with me for the last three weeks.

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This was in fact after copious years of parting and when my parents were living, we used to see each other at least once in two years. Some family events would make occasion for this gathering. Earlier in life, when we were children, the meetings had been more regular, once in a year or even twice. My house at that era was in a hilly town noted principally for a dam and a magnificent park overlooking it.

I knew every cranny and corner of that neighbourhood because whenever a relative visited our house, it was my duty or privilege to take them to the places of interest. My father would bequeath me some additional bucks for that, and I was pretty happy. Another attraction of our town was that there is a Fort made by an old ruler and was abandoned in the hands of other sovereigns after his passing in a decisive battle.

This particular ruler had similar sorts of Forts in other sections of the country. For kids like us, the foremost appeal was that it was a haven for fish delights. We whenever went to this spot, would advance to the seacoast and see fish accumulated by the anglers from the net. Moreover, fish, at the collection time is unimaginably cheap and it was like a miracle that we would go back homeward purchasing packs of fish that we struggled to carry, at a surprisingly low cost and to remember those seasons again is also a thrilling experience…….

He knew that it was her. This is a principal and bustling halt of the electric train in the times of his boyhood. Later the town discovered numerous expansions, adding fresh operations on travel, luxury and further, metro subways and even quicker means of transportation. However, in those primes, it was a dominant stop.

And he picked this special point for that impending meeting he had been yearning for long. He was born here. In the state clinic only half a mile from this spot.

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His daddy was an operator in a publishing firm governed by an assortment of academics and artisans defending the freedom struggle. His m other was in government service. In this metropolis that claimed a culture of years or further. The centre switched its name according to the rulers who owned and it was a major port for goods, in an ancient map of voyage, enterprise and cultural exchange.

The modern name is according to the postulate of the novel regulatory body that has a majority in the contemporary times. He had sat on the same concrete benches[perhaps] with his cousins, and quite recently in his last visit for the funeral of his uncle, his cousin brought him to this particular station, to catch the connecting train.

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In the days of his college, whenever he visited this city with his parents to see their old friends and relatives, he got down and caught the train from this particular station. Because his father had his dearest old friend, staying just close to the railroad station, in a one-room apartment on the upper floor before he married a wealthy lady and moved to a bigger place. He married for wealth and status. But his father married for love. And that was all and enough for which every living thing is after in every heartbeat of the day. So he chose this scene, this station, this platform, which is moderately crowded with electric trains going to both sides.

He doubted whether she would appear, but she came.