I have realized that locks are to European bridges what threads are to ancient banyan trees in India.
There is an old bridge here (okay, not too old – built in 1868) in the city that has hundreds, probably thousands, of locks on it. A refers to it as the lock bridge (though it is actually called Eiserner Steg) and loves to walk across it. The locks fascinate her. She will touch them, feel their weight, the smooth, shiny surface of some, the roughness of time and rust on others, and trace the names engraved on them. I get it. If it did not look so weird, I would do it too. Just think, how many stories are those, locked onto that bridge; how many people, hoping for permanence in their relationships. They fill me with a kind of heartache.
I wonder about the hope and love they must have felt, the promises they must have made to each other when they placed a lock on that bridge and threw away the key. People even lock their locks on to other larger ones, tying the success of their relationship to the success of strangers. Most locks represent romantic love. Which invariably leads me to wonder how many of them possibly regretted doing that, and wished they could take back their promise. At the end of the day, life is unpredictable and really, who knows what would happen and how people change based on their circumstances.
I keep telling S to change the narrative somewhat and put one on there for him and A. Dads and daughters, I mean, how precious would that be. Or, maybe all three of us. Of course, she knows we both love her, but this would be something physical, something tangible – a symbol of our love and commitment to her that she could touch. But then again, the idea of tying that symbol to something we cannot count on to be permanent (yeah, sorry, I can be something of a pessimist) – that is a deterrent.
Also, the keys – they bother me a lot. The thousands of them sitting there at the bottom of the river, lost, forgotten, silted over. It is like, you reached that pinnacle of your love for someone, made that promise, and forgot about the thing that makes your relationship work. It is my personal opinion that throwing away the keys to any working lock is a very bad idea. And anyone who has ever been locked out of their house will vouch for this.