Rose

— Why are we doing this, Daddy? – Nick is sitting on the cliff next to Zack. It’s evening. Next to them is a huge bush of yellow roses. Some of the flowers are already opened and the evening is filled with the odor that is taking all the intention to speak or talk away… All that one wants is to sit and enjoy the smell of the roses…

— Remember my story about Red Roses? – Zack answers, as he looks forward to the big valley in front of them…

— Of course… The story of the old lady who decided to bring the flowers to her grandchild… And she was late…

— Yes…

— I do… These are not red… All yellow here though… – Nick is looking around to spot any different colors. Around them are only yellow roses.

— Yes… They smell so good though…

— Yeah.. So, why, Daddy?..

— Why are we here?

— Yeah… And what are we looking for? Why are we through all these?..

— Nick, there will come times when all the answers will be there… Or… Almost all… The ones you are asking will remain unanswered, I hope…

— Why?.. I don’t understand.

— There will come the time when all the feelings, emotions, motives, actions, – all will be predicted in advance, understood immediately…

— Weird…

— Yeah… I won’t like those times… I like times with you… I like your questions that have no answer… I don’t know …

— Are there any answers that we don’t know yet? Or what do you mean?

— I don’t know, Nick. I hope there are some questions that cannot be answered… Ever… Cause it is… It is the end of it, when you answer, when you know the reason, when you understand…

— Hmm… Mysterious…

— Yeah… It’s best when there is a mystery, – there is something we don’t understand…

— Hmm.. Why?..

— Maybe it is the only real thing we have – our strength… To just feel like… To just do… To just follow… To just enjoy… Why do we like to smell the roses?..

— I don’t know…

— No one does… I hope there will be a lot of things which we can never explain…

— But why? Isn’t it good to be educated and to explore and to learn and to understand…

— Yeah… It’s all great… But perhaps we will never be humans if we answer all the questions…

— Cause we won’t have the goal anymore?

— Maybe because we won’t be interesting anymore…

— Yeah..

— Yeah…

— I want to always enjoy the smell of roses…

— Me too, Nick!..

— I don’t care why I like it… I think I will not learn even if I study or search for that answer…

— Maybe… 

— Yeah…

Both of them are silent for some time. It’s getting darker. The yellow roses are shining under the moonlight. The smell is amazing. They both take deep breaths to enjoy it…

— I feel so good, Daddy!.. I feel at home with you… I don’t care anymore why we are through this…

— Me too! – Zack answers.