The Spring of Life

Life is a journey, full of happiness, joy and sadness. This never-ending rollercoaster of feelings is the true essence of being human. All these feelings are encompassed in love. In my mind, love is a like taking a peaceful walk through the park where the sun and all of its splendor penetrates its rays through thick canopies. At least those are the stories that were repeated to me and which truly captivated my juvenile mind. Nevertheles, I was never able to relate to their picture perfect stories. Little did I know that every human; even myself, at some point in their lives is bewitched by the magical powers of that ever-enchanting walk in the park, love.

For some lucky people love comes at first sight, spontaneously, but not for me. Growing in an Evangelical oriented family, everything was put in God's hands. The one thing that infuriated me was the trivial prayer for my future girlfriend and/or wife. Once a week, my father grabbed me by the hand and ordered me to recite the words that came out of his mouth {what did he say?"). These words resonated in my head, like the bells atop the church, signaling an important event. I thought to my self, "God doesn't listen to such prayers". Little did I know that my father had found his wife in a congregation, as a product of prayer.

Every Sunday morning, my parents took me to church so I could be indoctrinated and follow in their footsteps. This particular Sunday the words of the sermon weren't sinking into my brain, my mind began wandering around, like a bee buzzing through bushes to find the nectar-filled flower. As I looked to the right, a beautiful gal, of age of about 21, smiled at me. I smiled back at her and an intense emotion pierced my heart. I felt enlightened and said to myself "Aha, this is the feeling that all these people have talked about!!!". From that point on, I couldn't get her glistening smile out my head; it was as if a piece of gum had become glued to a wooden piece. After the sermon had ended, I approached her very cautiously, but my nerves tingling from the tip of my toes to the top of my spinal chord indicated that I should retract; yet I knew that if I retracted, the opportunity of experiencing the walk through the park, would vanish into thin air ! As I spoke to her, that flame that had begun to burn when I saw her for the first time, felt as if it had turned up by 1000 degrees Fahrenheit. I extended my hand to introduce myself, but the words didn't come out right, I studdered. In that very second, I started feeling the rush of blood into my face producing an intense heat; to the point where my face was red, like the scarlet letter . My heart pumping 100 times as fast, the rush of blood running through my veins like an enraged river going at 34343434 knots per second. Instantly, my mind blanked out all the irrelevant things around her and I. For that very moment, the time stopped and it was only