Food for Thought – (Story)

The soft clink of a glass interrupted her from a lucid daydream that she was having. She looked around at the noise which had awakened her and realized that there, beside her half eaten plate of cupcakes was a clear mug which was filled to the brim with what looked like steaming hot chocolate. She peered over, just to check and looked up at the retreating back of the man, with one of the biggest smile she had worn on her face for a while now.

Bless Him.

The waiter had seen a lonely girl sitting aloof and had decided to treat her to a steaming mug of hot chocolate. With marsh mellows !

“There’s a bright side” she thought while picking up another beautifully decorated cupcake. She deftly peeled the covering and without a glance, devoured it within a minute.

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But even the sugar rush could not distance her thoughts from HIM.

He had never appreciated her. Never treated her the way she saw boys doing it in movies. Perhaps her expectations were too high. But that never gave him the right to toy with her naïve mind.

But what could she do ? She was an incurable romantic.

“LOVE. A wretched bond !” she thought back angrily as she picked up yet another cupcake, but this time pausing to really look at it.

“The amount of effort a person has to put, only for it to be never repaid back. Or maybe it was just the satisfaction of the work.” the irony of her own words did not escape her. With a wry smile she picked up the hot chocolate, a perfect drink for washing down after her cupcake spree.

She had spent far too long telling other people and, convincing herself that she and him were meant to be. That the way he made her feel about herself were just her insecurities rising and nothing more. But the tiny teeny voice. Her voice of reason. The calm, sure and authoritative command within herself made her realize that her sub conscience was right. She was right. And she had to walk away. She deserved more. She deserved better.

Hence, the guilty pleasure. The sweet frosting of the cupcakes in the local bakery had pulled her there instantly.

And as she was sipping her hot chocolate and munching on the soft marsh mellow, she was overcome with a sudden emotion. She couldn’t quite place the feeling, but soon, as she felt the warmth spreading through her body with the first sip; she knew.

It was going to be alright. She was going to be just fine.

For my last post click A Second Chance – Find your Passion


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9 thoughts on “Food for Thought – (Story)

  1. beautiful and inspiring…mostly people go into depression after break ups, start the blame game, often blaming themselves. If only they would see it so positively…yes pain doesn’t go away all of a sudden but efforts should be made to better yourself.. No one else can do what you can do for yourself.. people can only be with you, try to cheer you up for so long.. but until and unless you decide to move on, all external efforts will fail.

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