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A DATE Worth Remembering

  • Writer: Saadique A Basu
    Saadique A Basu
  • 2 days ago
  • 2 min read

I once thought a date was just a square on a calendar - boxed, numbered, obedient. Then life began circling some of them in red, scratching others out, and quietly underlining a few I never meant to remember but somehow still do.

 

1. The Date You Wait For

There are dates you count down to.

Birthdays. Results. Letters. Weddings.

They sit ahead of you like a station on a long train journey - close enough to imagine, far enough to ache.

You rehearse conversations that haven’t happened yet.

Choose clothes for days that don’t exist.

Practice smiles in advance.

And when the date finally arrives,

it is rarely what you ordered.

 

2. The Date You Don’t Choose

Some dates ambush you.

A phone call.

A knock.

A headline.

They don’t ask permission before rearranging your life.

You remember them not by number, but by what broke, what ended, or what you became after.

Ask anyone about that date and they won’t tell you the day - they’ll tell you the story.

 

3. A Date with Someone

Two people. One table.

Coffee cooling faster than the conversation.

A date is not about food or place.

It’s about pauses.

About whether silence feels awkward or comfortable.

About whether you’re listening or waiting to speak.

Some dates last two hours and disappear by morning.

Some last twenty minutes and echo for years.

 

4. A Date with Yourself

The most underrated date of all.

No reservations.

No explanations.

No pretending.

Just you, sitting with thoughts you usually scroll past.

Listening to the voice that only speaks when no one else is around.

It’s uncomfortable at first.

Then honest.

Then necessary.

 

5. The Fruit Called Date

Sweet. Wrinkled. Overlooked.

A date survives deserts.

Thrives in harshness.

Carries nourishment quietly.

Maybe that’s why the word fits life so well - because the best dates, like the fruit, are not flashy, but sustaining.

 

6. The Last Date

We never know it’s the last one while we’re living it.

The last call.

The last walk.

The last “text me when you reach.”

Only memory stamps it later and says: This mattered.


This post was created for the Blogaberry Creative(Monthly) Challenge with theme word DATE

 
 
 

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