No matter
how many times she has been terror attacked Paris does not lose her glamour and
continues to allure tourists. The life
in Paris has been a battle of some form or another all along. It is nothing new and the Parisians, the
survivors deserved to be proud. The
world may judge the Parisians to be arrogant, but they have earned the right to
be selective as to whom they befriend.
You cannot fool them with a mere superficial smile. They can see through you, just like they have
seen through Leila and not one Parisian opted to be close, polite but not
embracing. Leila wonders why but there
is one man who knows the reason. Our
poor Mr. A. who woke up with less sense in his tongue.
He
immediately complained to Leila’s landlord.
However…Leila made good use of her youth and turned the story around. Mr. A, a lonely old man, had been seeking her
attention and after declining his advance he tried to get back at her with his ludicrous
claim.
Now, the landlords tend to
believe their paying tenants.
Also the centuries
of old men lusting after young women has come back to bite Mr. A. To be honest, even I suspected him of that a
little not knowing him personally. Mr. A
left the apartment, broken and beaten, before the noise affected his blood
pressure more.
I decided
to move in after him because of its affordability. So back to the scene of True horror stories
in Paris-Part 8 where Leila approached me.
She had already trashed her landlord as a spoiled Parisian and spoke of Mr.
A. as a narcotic invasive man. I
secretly wondered what she would be saying about me later. I kept the conversation polite and hoped for
the best.
One night I
came home with flu and headache. Leila
saw it and kindly said ‘I am sorry for that.
I hope you will have a good rest for a quick recovery.’ Her eyes, however, were glimmering with
amusement. That night, her washing
started at 10:00 and went on until 02:00.
My French was not yet good enough to contact the Police. Besides I was suffering from nausea, high
fever and headache. Mr. A. was telling
the truth. Leila was the anti-social
from Hell. Who else would walk around
her home in high heels after midnight?
To be continued.

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