I often have a feeling that afternoons are meant to be lazy; and if it is late summer and it happens to be a Sunday and you are taking a stroll by the lake side in a small French town, a cup of coffee in one of those romantic small cafes is just too perfect.
On one such day, we went to the pretty little town of Thonon-les-Bains on the shores of Lake Geneva, by taking a boat from Ouchy in Switzerland. As the day faded, I found myself lost at the fascinating scene of sunset by the lake from our cafe. I was cherishing the beauty of brevity.
After some time, when the evening set in, we decided to return. We needed to board a boat to cross Lake Geneva to reach from Thonon in France to Ouchy in Switzerland. We missed the boat and to our consternation, we found that the next boat will be after an hour. So, we had no other option but to wait at the lake side.
Now the enthralling story begins….
Since summer was bidding adieu and autumn was coloring trees accompanied by a cool breeze, it was cold at the lake side. So we decided to take shelter in the fishing village, situated at stone’s throw distance from the boat stop. We went and sat behind a concrete block like structure to avoid the cold breeze from the lake.
We didn’t notice any people. Everything, starting from fish nets, boats, fishing equipment, etc. was just lying inside the individual concrete blocks. We were discussing, that, how come there is no one to look after them? And then……
All on a sudden, amidst the darkness and a cacophony of breeze and rampant whirling sound of the lake, we saw a pair of bright green eyes in slow motion. It was coming nearer. An uncanny feeling of being watched!! I could see nothing but those haunting eyes. If I would have been a film director, I would have certainly made this scene a part of a horror movie.
We just looked at each other, clasped each other’s hands and then when we looked up, those eyes were gone. As if it had vanished. The glow, which even a dark night could not veil, how could it disappear within moments? The presence of that unknown pair of eyes was more comforting than their sudden disappearance.
We looked at our watches and realized there was half an hour more to wait. After a few minutes, again, that pair of eyes. This time much closer to us. Siddhartha said “look there on your right”. I saw, another pair of glaring green eyes. Now two pairs, each were coming closer, from two sides. I couldn’t resist myself. Took out my mobile to see more.
Any guess? What were they?
The moment I put on the light from my phone, they ran! They were two black cats!! With this discovery, our one hour long wait came to an end.
A dark night, chilling breeze, we and those lovely, scary glowing eyes – a combination worth remembering. A story of an illusion of espial and malevolent glare is ready for our children and grandchildren in the years to come!