I don't know when I had this habit of collecting coffee cups. However, when I have noticed myself, I have already many coffee cups in different styles and shapes. Some of them were bought by me from supermarkets and some of them were presents from my friends who know I drink coffee a lot. Then, I also have a habit to drink coffee with different cups in different times. For example,I drink coffee with a brown cup in a misty morning. In some sunny mornings, I prefer some cups with flowers or gardens. In the holidays, I love to drink coffee with a light-blue cup while I am reading. And I also have some coffee cups for hollowine or christmas or new year and so on.
There once, I had a cup I liked most. It is a wide-opened cup with my favorite color, light-blue. And, it is written outside with "I love you" in white. I have bought this cup from a supermarket. This is the last one I found there and I can't find such one everywhere until today. I kept this cup for someone who would be special to me. Some of my friends wanted to use this cup and borrowed from me. I always said "No, no ! this is not for you. This is for my someone special." But at that time, I didn't know who would be my someone special. Then, that "I love you" coffee cup was only for me for long time.
One day, I received an unexpected call from one of my old friend. We were friends in high school and didn't meet nor contact each other for five or six years. To say honestly, he was very nice and friendly and so, sometimes I remembered him and wished to meet him again. He met with my mother and got my phone number from her. He invited me to have dinner together on that day. I was very surprised and excited and so was he. We had talk everything about our studies, experiences, families etc for long time. We had dinner together at a restaurant which was colorful and romatic. It was a very delightful moment. On the way we went back home, it rained suddenly heavily. When I arrived to my home, I invited him to drink coffee for a while until the rain stopped. He also agreed my idea becaue he was totally wet and cold.
While I was making coffee, I had an idea to use my "I love you" cup. At that time, I thought and I was very sure he would be my someone special. I also knew that he might have that feeling too. Then, I chose my "I love you" cup for him. I was eager to see the feeling on his face.
When he saw the cup, he looked surprised and said to me " The cup is.. ".
I interrupted him " The cup is ? what ? is it not clean?"
He said, "No, no! I don't mean that. ahh.. I mean is.. ahh.. I want to know about this cup. Is there anything special with this one? "
He was so clever. He knew at once what I wanted to say. In fact, I should tell him that that cup was for my someone special but I was just a dreamer. I was not sure by myself. May be, I didn't believe myself that he might be my someone special. Although I could feel it, I couldn't prove it. That's why, I replied him " If you want to know more about this cup, please come back to me two or three days later. Then I will tell you."
He said , " okk. Sure ! I will come exactly becaue I want to know this".
From that day onwards, he never came back to me again. Probably, he didn't really want to know about it. Although I was angry to him at first, I forgot him and about that cup some times later. I also moved from one city to one city and that "I love you" cup was also broken during movement. I had no more "I love you" cup from that time onwards.
About five years later, I have received an email from him. In the email, he wrote about the night that he drank coffee at my home and he wanted to know about that cup. He didn't mention anything why he could not come to me again. He said he wanted to drink coffee with that cup again and wanted to listen my words about it. And he worte that he would like to come and visit to me.
I replied him only a short email. "It is too late to say like this. You should tell these words five years earlier. Anyway, you can come and visit to me. I would have chosen a coffee cup for you."
So, which color do you think ?
Just a white one for the purity and friendship.
excellent thinking !
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