Sweet Memories!

“Whenever you go for ice-cream, let the lady choose the flavor. That way it’s not just the ice-cream that seems sweet to her”

It was not even in the scheme of things and yet it seemed perfect as it unfolded. For the outside world, it didn’t seem too much. For the two people it was the happiest moment of the day.

Let’s have ice-cream was the unanimous verdict that was reached even before lunch was ordered. Lunch was a delightful combination of great food and each other’s excellent company. The conversation was carried through not just by the words that were spoken.

His mind was in an eternal quandary. Should he finish the lunch fast and move on to ice-cream… something which would bring that beautiful smile onto her already pretty face or eat slow and enjoy few more minutes of her company. The Pasta she was having made up his mind for him… or rather the black pepper seeds in it…. There were far too many of them to let them continue the meal. So the pasta abandoned… they moved onto sweeter things.

She could never make up her mind…. How he liked the confused childlike expression on her face. It seemed to have the magical property of transporting them back to their childhood, when life was so easy, where life seemed complete with just an ice-cream cone in one’s hands.
Narrow your choice down to two… he pleaded to her. She would of course take her time…. And in the end chose her ice-cream and unknowingly influence his also (not that he ever complained… it was always sweeter to eat what she chose for him).

The difficult task over, they found a place to sit in the food court, which was not difficult since most people were back at their desks. Ice-cream then it was for the two out-grown kids in a world of adults. She invariably preferred the ice-cream he chose. He loved this part the most. He would leave the best part for her… always. It seemed the best thing to do… her smile was what he enjoyed the most… the ice-cream by comparison a distant second.

Like unwilling kids, they went back to their desks. But they knew they would meet again…. And there would always be ice-cream and the beautiful time all over again.