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The narrator is waiting in his car for his date, Gargi, when he starts reminiscing about his time at the military academy and his former love, Pratibha. They were very close and did everything together during their time at the academy. The narrator proposed to Pratibha but she deferred and later got engaged to someone else. Years later, while on a date with Gargi, the narrator gets an emergency call that Pratibha has given birth to a baby girl in the hospital on Christmas Eve.

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The narrator is waiting in his car for his date, Gargi, when he starts reminiscing about his time at the military academy and his former love, Pratibha. They were very close and did everything together during their time at the academy. The narrator proposed to Pratibha but she deferred and later got engaged to someone else. Years later, while on a date with Gargi, the narrator gets an emergency call that Pratibha has given birth to a baby girl in the hospital on Christmas Eve.

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If only it were The Gift of the Magi.

Twenty-five minutes, I will be done, she screamed on the phone. Its already been halfan hour, I had been waiting at the wheel. We were on a dinner date . Being bored I decided to clean up my mobile inbox. Its in a mess, I thought but that messed me up. I began from the rear a few service messages, account notifications, daily alerts. Its been five long years Ive been out from the Academy, and these people have moved on, I thought while deleting a few flirtatious ones from my earlier crushes. Meet u tonite outside the Mess, looking awww..foool, Its so hot, dear were a group of others from an unknown number- I had preferred her to be unknown, after that day. Yes, she was more than just a crush, or a regular infatuation or time-pass that every other guy at the Academy suffered from. The warm music playing in the car, no longer soothed me- and I allowed myself to be taken to those days of schooling. We were everywhere dinner joints, bike hikes, car treks, bunkers points, canteen, prom nights, dramas, fencing- she was a fierceful sabre manoeverer, and all guys, except me, hated to be pitched against her. Only I enjoyed her even as an opponent. Either I was a better competitor or our love dearer to her than the pleasure of a win. What do you prefer jeans or trousers? Im planning to wear the pink kurti., enquired a befuddled Gargi. She always knew what was best and never gave me a choice- never really did I want one, I thought , until I chose one. We were the best at everythingstudies, meets, sports, late night parties, music, fashion shows, long vacations and drives. She had the pleasure of accompanying the DR-one of the Academy- the most envious one , and the rest of the pleasure was definitely mine. It was in December that I finally proposed her amidst semester tensions and passing out programmes. She deferred it , and I could never come back. The fall Christmas , she was engaged and married. In her last mail, she had invited me and asked me to gift her a sensible thing that would remind her of me, all her life. Perhaps as a last resort to curing the inflicted wounds I was in London when she got married and chose to be absent from her life and the wedding. Honey, Im done. just the shoes , squealed Gargi. As I was about to gather my thoughts up for the dinner at hand, my telephone rang. Sir, its an emergency. I will be in a minute. I informed Gargi, she s always so understanding (she never was - quite dominant and aggressive) I drove down and stepped into the female ward. The nurse led me to bed no. 101, patient: Pratibha Desai. She delivered a cute baby girl, and it happened on Christmas eve that I did present her with the best gift of her life.

SHUVA JYOTI KAR(EGIL 06340)

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