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reminded herself to forget about the blue eyes for the thousandth time!
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter 9
The mausoleum of Augustus
     
    15/10/2015
    Dear diary,
    I am here now, in Rome. I love this city and while every visitor could not stop talk about Venice and its natural and architectural beauty, I am happy with my Colosseum. It was the first city that I had ever visited and you can never forget your first love. I traveled so many cities after that, but this city had always been special for me.
    I have decided to spend the rest of the year here. I have never remained at a single place for so long before as I get bored, but Rome has never tired me. I have decided to take a 2-month course about Arts and Architecture of Rome. I always wanted to know more about it.
    My plan is to leave Italy at New Year eve for back home.
    There is something interesting I want to share with you. Do you remember my crush from school, I had told you about? Well. Guess what? He is here; handsome as always. I saw him at the college where I had enrolled for the course. I wish he will be in my class. This sounds so childish and stupid, but I don’t know what has gotten into me.
    Hope to meet him soon!
    Love,
    Samantha
    Xoxo
    I closed my journal and went to have a glass of juice in the kitchen. The phone rang after a while. It was an old friend of mine who has somehow received the news that I had come to visit her city. She wanted to meet up. We decided to go to the spot where we had first met; the mausoleum of Augustus. We were to reach there in about an hour.
    I hung up the phone and raced to my room for getting ready. I was staying at a friend’s house as she had gone on a foreign visit and didn’t live there anymore. I went to my wardrobe but could not decide what to wear, then I saw this black dress that was gifted to me by a very dear friend. It was a long dress that covered my feet as well, the upper part had black and white stripes and the lower portion was plain black. It embraced my body, revealing my curves. I decided to wear it with my white coat and my black and white shoes. I left my hair open and applied mascara on my lashes and a little lipstick. I glanced at the mirror, the image was rather pleasing, someone wanting to enjoy a relaxed afternoon. I put my black hat on and wore my white shades and hurried to meet my friend.
    Hey, Sam! You look beautiful as always. Elettra said as a form of greeting to her.
    And you! Lettie, she replied back.
    They hugged and pecked each other on the cheeks. Lettie wouldn’t let go of her and kept chatting non-stop. She had married since they had last met, twice! She had two beautiful daughters now. She looked so happy and kept smiling. She was a lean and tall woman in her early twenties with beautiful almond shaped eyes.
    They both looked at their favorite spot. Augustus was a Roman Emperor in 28 BC. This tomb was the first building he had worked on as his rule started. From his mother’s side, he was related to the great Julius Ceaser. Not many tourists came to this place, but Samantha loved it a lot. It was not like the great buildings that everyone is attracted to, but it was an ancient ruin.
    All the human praise for the huge mountains, lush greenery, vibrant flowers and the heavenly skies is, but artifice. The sincere approval comes only in honoring the ruins because they hold a mirror for us. Like human race, ruins are also ancient and ruined but are still beautiful in an unconventional manner
    How are you, Sam? What have you been up to and what are your plans for future? Did you marry someone? Have you even met someone? And suddenly her excitement grew and she said have you fell pregnant?
    I could not stop laughing at her. No is the answers for all of your queries, Lettie. But she kept on pestering her with questions of such nature. You must have met someone, she asked desperately. Just to relax her I told her about my latest crush from the Art class. I was in the midst of