THE date…
He suddenly stood up. Then realized that everyone was staring at him curiously. He sat down again. He had forgotten for a second that he was in his office and a second ago had been perusing his calendar to check out some travel dates. That was when he had seen this date circled in red. That looked ominous, because that was today and red meant something very very important!. And then it had struck him that it was his anniversary and he had forgotten to kiss her, wish her, whatever he had to do he had forgotten!…He was in deep, deep trouble. He tried getting through home but it was non reachable, which clearly spelt Trouble with the biggest capital T.
Without a thought he mumbled an excuse to whoever was listening, dashed out, ran down the stairs..and caught the first cab he saw. On the way he splurged on a bouquet of roses, stopped at a store, bought a ridiculously priced perfume and a huge card, and reached home , decidedly gloomy about all the money spent and cursing himself for the amnesia..
Ringing the doorbell, he braced himself for the barrage of sulks which could greet him…The door opened and she looked sweetly at him and asked: “What happened/ you are home early?”
“Hmm” He thought to himself, “it’s a rare occasion, but I think she’s forgotten”!
Quick to capitalize, he added a little more attitide and said loftily, “perhaps you’ve forgotten but I haven’t …”
“Forgotten what?” She asked, clearly troubled…
“ OUR anniversary…I never thought you would forget this important day of our lives…’ So saying, he gave her the flowers, the card and the perfume, with a flourish very pleased with it all. He went on how he had wanted to surprise her and how she had saddened him; all the while thinking,…”aha, now I’m going to be treated like a king for the rest of my life…”
Only to hear her voice among all the happy thoughts…” but dear, our anniversary is next month, the same date but next month!!!! “
He was sure that she could see him crying…and patting his light wallet!!
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The prompt at Sunday Scribblers was "The date" and my, i had fun writing this...
Sunday, January 13, 2008
THE date!
Posted by aMus at 5:46 PM
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10 comments:
Oh - that is so funny/sad! A great story well told. Loved it. Thanks for your comment on mine
What a guy! I'm married to someone like that.
A funny story, but heartwarming at the same time! I'm sure this happens too...My husband is always a day early with our anniversary, but that's ok because it's like celebrating twice!
Thats a lovely take on husbands amnesia...lol
lol.. great story... loved it!!!! :) Simple but profound!! :P
Great fun! A date to remember, or not!
keith...sarala...bella...prats...
jen...preethi, tumblewords...
hey...glad u liked this piece of fiction...but looks like many have experienced this....how lucky that you get to celebrate special days twice ;)
Thank you...
That was a little too close to my heart...I can see myself in his spot, absentminded that I am!
Nicely written. But hey, when you yourself are little forgetful, can you blame hubby ?? :) :) Enjoy all the dates!
Stumbled upon your blog by chance from writers.net. This one was really cool. I would say, enjoy both the anniversaries in a year when you get the chance to.
Have marked your blog as a 'must read' for the weekend when I will go back and read all the posts.
Cheers
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