Paris.

while skimming through the mountain of newspaper back issues, i came across this piece on Paris. see, i have this habit of detaching the Sports and Life section of the Business Mirror as i find its foreign feature pieces a worthy read....and so came this material about Paris, written by a Pinay journalist.

scanning the prose, i cannot help but sigh.
for even before my mind could comprehend swirl of images and flavor that the author is trying to feed me, my mind and heart is racing towards that City of Lights, also dubbed by not a few couple as City of Romance --- Paris.

there's something with Paris that i cannot quite put my finger on.

while there are a lot of beautiful and breathtaking places i have yet to set on my beautiful Philippines, i crave for that moment wherein i'd be taking in Paris' magic - perhaps, next to Spain ( my boss, R, has promised to get that Real Madrid jersey with BECKHAM's name emblazoned on it when he comes back!) and Italy's enchantment....

maybe it has something to do with these country's old world charm and the soulful nostalgia it is capable of waxing...all powerfully reverberating, even at the mere mention of its name....the arts, the lights, the feeble throbbing that tickles the romantic in me even at the slightest, briefest moment of conjuring it inside my head.

Paris.

one day soon i shall be taking a stroll on its avenues...sipping cappuccino on its cafe al fresco...taking that Musee Louvre pilgrimage, inhaling the art works of the Rennaisance Geniuses and the masters of art that the country has produced...sigh....

'till that day....i'll always have Paris in my head...and on my DVD. >wink!<