The adventures of a quiet country escort..(chapter 46)..

Ramana Seva was as thin as a small tree and very red skin.






His eyes seemed colored by a make-up artist ........ was not the only thing that astonish; Just arrived I tried to touch it.............



the teacher remained



motionless as a closet of the eighteenth century.



On the sides, two strange individuals asian small, waiting a noise or perhaps a nod of the philosopher.



They spent maybe fifteen, twenty minutes, the only thing that changed was the light inside the room.



Then he began to look at me ...... ..........from shoes to all hair ....... I could only think



I did well to put on ............ (that day) .......... shoes ..........(without heels)........



"......... What's your name?



"Anna ....... ......... !!!! .......... nde .. (dialogues in English of course) ........ ..



"Yes.! I knew your name .......



"Then why .... asked me ...?



"Just to hear your voice ........



"I would like to know of things ..........



"Everyone wants answers ........... When the economic well-being goes up,



you seek existential questions ......... maybe the two............ are related ...?



"I do not understand ....?



"Many years have passed since my first visit U.S.A,there were so many big supermarkets, stadiums, big cars and wide roads lined with shop windows



with futile objects, with the neon lights pollutants ..... but people, was full of questions.



"What should I do .........? ...... Now, here with you ...?



"My disciples ......... now will offer you a flower each one, rip the petals..........please....... and give me the rest .......



That said, he took an old wooden stick and beat a noise on the floor , started the



particular ritual.



On the back of the room ......... the two "disciples" ,took the flowers.......... respectively, one on my right and the other to my left .....



A flower was very nice, large and fragrant .......the other, small of an anonymous brown color.



The temptation to take the big flower was great ........ but I felt uncomfortable, as was present in an exam without the necessary preparation;



The teacher looked at my shoes, rather amused with one hand while continuing to touch his white robe.

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