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Loving a Dream – Short Love Story

An Air Warrior and devotee of Lord Krishna has published over 120 short stories and 15 books on fiction and 4 on military history.



When I was doing my post-graduation in Chandigarh, I was in the habit of always going to the bakery near the university. I would buy cupcakes because this bakery made absolutely luscious cupcakes. There was a girl at the counter who was perhaps my age or maybe a little older but she fascinated me. This is the time when a lot of ideas come to your mind and some involve having beautiful girls as friends. Time passed very fast and the more I saw the girl, the more I began to like her. I thought I was falling in love with her. I didn't have the courage to tell her, so I just used to go to the bakery buy the cupcakes, smile at her, and leave. Now the story.

I have been counting the time since I first saw her. I had entered the hostel and I needed to buy some cakes to keep in my room. In the first meeting itself, I was thinking I was in love with her and now ? 11 months and seven days have passed so fast that I am bewildered.

She works in a bakery just outside our halls of residence. The bakery makes lots of things but my favorite is the cupcakes studded with cashews and almonds. I have over the last eleven months purchased hundreds of cupcakes but I was always tongue-tied in the bakery and just bought the cakes, paid the money, and left. I am a strong believer in reincarnation and I believe in karma and I began to think that maybe we had a connection in the previous birth. Could it be she was a singer and I a painter? Nice thoughts but I know that this is an outlandish idea. Days passed into weeks and weeks to months and now it is 11 months and seven days and I finally decided I must catch the bull by the horn.

I have counted the days and today I have decided that something great is going to happen and the very thought is making my head dizzy. Why should I feel dizzy? I've been so much engrossed in thinking about her, that I've hardly eaten anything substantial for the last 48 hours, in anticipation of this day, that is today.


The KO blow

What is a KO blow? It's a term from boxing. I've seen videos of how Muhamed Ali knocked out Sonny Liston inside two minutes. Today is my D-day; I have decided I'm going to knock out the bakery and the girl or get knocked out. I am not going to accept half measures.

Things are not easy because the monsoon is on and the rain has commenced. It's beating down and there is no let-up. I want to go to the bakery for the knockout blow but the rain hasn't stopped for the last 48 hours and I'm beginning to despair. I haven't even seen her for the last two days and sadly there doesn't seem to be any respite because the weather channel is broadcasting that this wet spell is going to last for another week.

I decide to brave the rain, after all, I believe fortune favors the brave, and another quote which I remember, 'faint heart never won fair woman.' This is the toughest decision I have ever taken and then I have nagging thoughts what if the bakery is closed? after all it's raining and it's very possible that the girl may not have come at all.

I decide to chance it and put on my raincoat and go out into the rain to the bakery. I am desperate to deliver the knockout blow and claim the girl who I love for 11 months and seven days. As I walk towards the bakery my spirits rise because I can see a pink light inside the bakery and I know it is open and there's every chance that the girl would be there.

I quicken my pace, unmindful of the rain falling square on me. A few minutes and I am at the gate of the bakery. I have a beating heart as I push open the door. I am in a bit of shock as I see empty shelves; there are no cakes.

I enter inside anyway and see my love standing beside the computer. I look at her and ask, " can I have the cupcakes?"

She looked at me and smiled and my heart fluttered, " I am sorry we are not open and our stock has not come, I am just catching up on some computer work."

I am nonplussed; what do I say? my mind is working feverishly and the girl forestalls me and says, " Sorry, sir, we are closed and I am leaving, will you please leave as well?
" Yes,' I said, "Yes, I will"

I come out of the bakery and the girl also comes out and quickly locks the door and I am wondering how I am going to deliver my knock-out blow. There is nothing I can do as the rain is falling and then I saw a car come. It was a Honda and obviously, the man who is driving it must be having a lot of money. He stopped the car in front of the bakery and got out. He was tall and handsome and the girl just ran up to him, shouting," I'm so glad you have come, as the bakery is closed and we are going to have a jolly good time together." I saw him gather her in his arms and kiss her.

I saw her getting into the car and drive off and I was still not decided how I was going to give my knockout blow. I wanted to scream at her but my voice wouldn't come out. I wanted to scream and tell her 'look I have loved you for11 months and seven days and you have to go with another man? I am the man who loves you.'

That is the end; I could not deliver the knockout out blow and maybe I got knocked out myself.

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MG Singh emge (author) from Singapore on June 30, 2021:

Thanks for your comment Bill, we have shared memories.

Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on June 30, 2021:

I had a similar experience when I was about 22 or 23...a girl who worked at a pizza parlor. I never could ask her out, but I sure wish I had.

MG Singh emge (author) from Singapore on June 30, 2021:

Dear Manatita, wonderful comment. Thank you

MG Singh emge (author) from Singapore on June 30, 2021:

Thanks, Tom, its always a pleasure to interact with you.

MG Singh emge (author) from Singapore on June 30, 2021:

Thank you Pamela, so nice you commented.

manatita44 from london on June 30, 2021:

Yes, I was thinking that. You got knocked out yourself. Lovely story! Great ending! A faint heart, can never win a fair woman. (Chuckle)

P.S. Actually, I knew a guy home in Grenada who used to have loads of women. His only strength, was that he was not like you and me. He was fearless! Asking and coping with rejection, in my view, gives one infinitely more chances. Lots of love, Bro.

tom on June 30, 2021:

i know personally several true stories like this in my student life

Pamela Oglesby from Sunny Florida on June 30, 2021:

It seems you did get the knockout blow. This is a story that is enjoyable to read, despite it is not a happy ending for the love-sick man. It is nicely written, MG.

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