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The Rendezvous


The table is set perfectly, for 'tea for two'. (and the piece of cake is ready too).  I am really looking forward to this. There is still a good half an hour left for my guest to arrive as per the text I just got. 

I slip back in time to reminisce.  It's been 5 years since we got married. I never thought things would reach this stage. It's time to set things right. Enough of being the silent one all the while. This time I have taken things in my hand. Things shall change. I have taken the first step. Today.

Suddenly the door bell rings. I panic. Who can it be? Nobody knows of the little rendezvous I've planned. The bell rings again. I pull myself up and open the door.

He is waiting outside with a huge bouquet and a bottle of champagne.

Me: "But..but..you said.."

He: "Happy Anniversary, my love."

I enter the house with him with mixed emotions. I was not expecting him......

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...............................not until later.

He sees the arrangement. Now it is his turn to be surprised.


Me: "I wanted to surprise you this time, but you outdid me. Happy Anniversary, dear."




Linking this post (my first attempt at fiction) to Preeti's Tuesday prompt here



Comments

  1. Awww! cute fiction story...I doubt whether I would EVER set a table for two AND a cake...I would just eat the cake and ask RD to make chai for me once he gets back from work hehehehhe :)

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    1. You're cute RM..thanks :-)lol @ the "I would just eat the cake and ask RD to make chai for me once he gets back from work" scene..:-)

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  2. Sweet!

    Reminded me of O.Henry's ' Gift of Magi' :)

    Thank you for taking part!

    Cheers
    preeti

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    1. So sweet of you to comment Preeti, thanks a ton!
      that's really kind and generous of you to make such a comparison..
      thanks for the prompt!

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  3. Yes! It reminded me of the same story too! Good one Uma!

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    1. really? am quite flattered now..:-)
      thanks Vidya!

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  4. A twist there, loved that :) Quite a collection you've got here. Followed (y)

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    1. Welcome here, Naresh! thanks for the compliment and also for the follow.
      will hop over to your blog soon..

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    2. I've got many, but here's the one I'd like you to follow Random Writings

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    3. I liked these conversation "Me: "But..but..you said.."

      He: "Happy Anniversary, my love."

      This makes the thing sweet. loved it. You have got a one more follower :)

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    4. hey Karthick,
      thanks so much for the comment and the follow..:-)

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    5. Cool.You could find my version of tuesday meme at http://cometh-the-hour.blogspot.in/2012/01/author-guest-and-some-one.html :) :)

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  5. Nice one. I think mine is something in similar lines. Probably, great minds think alike ;). And congratz for crossing 100 posts.

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    1. Read and commented on yours..:-)
      thanks a lot, Tan!

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  6. Awww! Very overwhelming and straight-from-the-heart post. Loved reading it. :)

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    1. Thank you very much Rachit!
      Am glad you liked it.

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  7. Wow! wonderful twist and loved the narration :)

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    1. Thanks so much ME. Glad you liked it! :-)

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  8. huh? my comment didn't go thro??
    good one, uma.

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  9. Super cute!.. yeah, like Vidya says reminds me a bit of Gift of the Magi.

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    1. thanks so much Bhargavi! wasn't sure if I wanted to post it after I wrote it and pressed the publish button in a hurry, fearing it may remain in my drafts....

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  10. A short and sweet twist to the tea tale..
    My post was also on somewhat similar lines..

    First time in your space..
    Congrats on your 100th post :)

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    1. yes, I read yours and it is a much better version..:-)
      thanks for your wishes and welcome here!

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  11. Wow. Good choice of situation.. Loved the meeting of the two. that too... surprising each other...

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    1. thanks a lot Ganesh for the kind comment! welcome here.

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