Venice, remains a city which has always enchanted me for no specific reason. Is it becuase of the canals, the history of the city, the monuments, the bridges? I don't know. To put it plainly, it is one city that I would love to live in for a pretty long time.
I stumbled upon this amazing pic of the Ponte Dei Sospiri or the Bridge of Sighs, as it is called. The name comes from the suggestion that prisoners would sigh at their final view of beautiful Venice out the window before being taken down to their cells. Sigh!
Passing through this bridge, I wonder what would be running in the minds of the prisoners.
Would they have felt the pain of imprisonment? The pain of seeing their last sight of the smooth flowing water in the canals? The pain of not being able to take their loved ones again on the Gondolas? The pain of not being able to take those solitary rides along the narrow lanes late in the night?
Or would it be that they felt relieved, happy and free? Relieved from the pains of love. Happy because beauty won't torture them any more. Free from the lure of bliss.
Whatever they thought, this would have been their last sight of Venice. Of Beauty. Of Love. Of Bliss.
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True! Very true!
@Chinmay:
Well, I was planning my honeymoon!