The Staircase

Nairobi.

Crispy cold July morning.
She is feels refreshed after a fun but tough gym workout session.

Maria has a few errands to run this morning at the mall.She parks her car at her usual spot and muses at herself for being such a creature of habit. She gives the usual salutations to the security guard at the security check. The guard smiles, rummages through her handbag and gives Maria clearance to continue into the mall.

It’s quite busy for a Monday morning. It is the long school holidays. It all makes sense. She thinks to herself.

Normally she takes the elevator, but today she decides to break routine and take the stairs down to ground floor.As she descends the stairs, she can’t help but notice two ladies staring at the elevator. One lady is a young European lady dressed in a crisp white blouse tucked in some tight blue jeans with brown boots. The other lady is a middle aged African lady with a short haircut dressed in a floral shift dress with black tights and black boots. Both carry designer handbags on their right hand forearm.

As she takes the last step, she realizes they are not staring at the elevator. They are blatantly openly staring at a man in front of them as he presses the elevator buttons (even though they had been pressed before ).

They said curiosity killed the cat and dissatisfaction brought it back. She is curious to see what would mesmerize them so.

Her attention is now on the man. He has a tall athletic built. Smooth dark skin. He is dressed in a fitting white t-shirt, slim blue jeans and brown leather sandals. He wears glasses and is well groomed.

She wonders what would make this two ladies gawk like this…and then he turns his head to left …and she begins to understand why……….
He brings a bar of dark chocolate slowly towards his mouth. She can’t help but notice the well toned arms. He bites into it with such relish. He closes his eyes as he savors the taste of the chocolate.Maria chuckles and shakes her head because she have never seen a grown man openly exhibit such feelings towards chocolate. This is so Alejandro…she thinks to herself.

The European lady shifts her legs around and mutters loudly ” would this lift get here already “…Maria is now about to burst out laughing because they can take the stairs if they wanted to.He turns slowly , smiles , exposing neat white teeth, and responds ever so calmly ” I know right”…and continues to get another bite of the chocolate.
The African lady drops her phone. She quickly picks it up and attempts to make a call.

Maria thinks to herself , this is the moment you either become a zombie and wait for the lift even though you don’t need to use it or take a step forward into the rest of the day.

She chooses the latter smiling away into her day.

We are our choices – J.P. Sartre

Choices are the hinges of destiny – Edwin Markham

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