The slush, the mush & the blush

It was on a bright sunny day, that he woke up into his senses and realized they completed two happy years of moving-in together.Though busy men tend to miss out on dates and occasions, he was too different from these ordinary men, for he was the epitome of forgetfulness.He could potentially drive back home thinking he is heading for office, finish up his lunch in morning T-break, end up in a friends house for a party scheduled next/previous week.Despite being cursed with a poor memory, he was witty and smart at maintaining a record of every minute detail.

So, he had made plans for the rest of the day.The couple drove to the resort by the beach.They walked in the sands, hand in hand, recalling the moments they spent in each others company trying to relive them.Most of the conversation consisted of she saying, “You remember this/that” , “Do you recall what all we did last Christmas”, so on.All he could do was nod and smile smugly.He suggested lunch as he couldn’t take the irony any longer.

Relentlessly, they returned for luncheon.She could easily guess from his restlessness, that something was hovering over his mind.After a sumptuous meal, they ordered for some slush to go with the hot afternoon.She preferred strawberry while he went with grapes.Ever since, she began to drink he was throwing skeptical looks at her.She was getting uncomfortable but decided to stay put.As she drank slowly, taking a gulp at a time, he finished his in one shot.For a while, she wondered if he had a slush or a juice.He started to hurry her as though it was the restaurants closing time.She uninterestedly finished the drink, when he stared at her and then the glass bewildered.She began to get confused.He took the glass and started to observe it.He put his hand and removed from it a chunk of uncrushed ice-ball.He angrily threw away the glittering piece of shit.Then he inverted the glass and poured the remnants out.She stared at him curiously while he darted to the manager of the restaurant.He began to yell at them saying something like swindlers and stuff.She hurried past his side and produced her hand forward something that restored the silence.

“Honey, if I’m not mistaken is this what you are searching for?”.The tint of diamond sparkled in her hands and she started to blush.He affectionately took the diamond ring and slipped into her finger.Then his mysterious face had many questions to be answered.She looked at the diamond on her finger and relayed him the story coyly…

“I’m sorry to have gone through your diary last night.I thought you might have some important work which needs to be reminded of.Then I saw how you have planned the entire day.You had actually forgotten to carry the ring, to my worst expectations, so I treasured it in my bag.”

They both laughed merrily and he started to wonder what he had spoken or given to the waiter who attended their order.Barely able to recollect and not willing to ruin the moment he let go of this issue.Late in the evening, when it was time to drive back home they approached the car and he began to search for the inevitable possession.

He had fallen into some arbitrary conversation and gave the waiter his car-keys.The great intelligent HE, finally recalled how he messed up the day.