Little Story

She used to pass by this cathedral on King Street West, Toronto! On her way to college and back! Everyday.

There were smiling lovers cuddling on benches around, while some would be shooting up in darker corners, and others laid inside their sleeping bags, on sheets of cardboard, wishing they were forever forgotten, so they didn’t have to feel anything, anymore!

The contradictions, where everywhere she looked! But she still passed by all of it, smiling, then not smiling, then smiling again. It was Toronto with all its warmth, chilly indifference, exuberance, misery, livelihood, destitution, grandeur and decay!

Today, 15 years later, she passed by that cathedral, then sat on one of its benches.

Her hands clutching a warm coffee! The vapour travelled up to her cold face, and spread its warmth! She felt the sweet tingle!

The cold air, smelled exactly the same 15 years ago! Nothing has changed, she thought to herself, until…

Until, she spotted him, sitting on another bench a few yards away! He had aged! His hair is more silver now! His thick handsome beard, doesn’t seem as lucky, and instead, although it does look wiser, the bluish grey is painted all over it now. She is surprised to feel she likes it even more than she used to!

He was still sitting there…engrossed in deep thoughts. ‘As usual’ she thought to herself! This time around, she decided to go sit beside him, and find out what they were!

She thought about her impulsive decision for a second! Would he think she’s crazy! Would he think she is intrusive! Would he stand up, look down at her in dismay, then leave?!

Author: Kat

I used to work as a graphic designer, until one day I was tragically and blissfully hit by two colliding meteors! One caused my falling in love with the world of coffee! And the other resulted in me falling out of love with the not so wonderful and nearly suffocating office culture! I left the glamour of the design world, and opened up my little café! Those were the best years of my life! I say ‘were’, because (wait! May be another time! But please do ask me if you ‘must’ know and can’t sleep tonight unless I tell you!) For the past three years, I have been living in a pyramid shape house in a middle of a green forest in the summer; a green forest buried underneath lots - I mean LOTS - of snow in the winter. I used to ‘think I still do ;)’ love the city! With its buzzing energy! I love to travel and seeing different food and coffee scenes...preferably alone! visiting ‘quirky and unusual’ places! I do not love visiting museums, hugely commercialized areas, malls and landmarks! I love old and full of heritage ‘anything’! I also love, to sit in a busy coffeeshop ‘reading quietly’ and not talking! Talking exhausts me most of the time! Watching the world unfold.. and thinking ...never does!

8 thoughts on “Little Story”

      1. I think it’s great. You set up with narrative of a setting which is very much relatable to most people. You triggered emotional response through nostalgia and the reference to homeless population. The cold weather and coffee stimulate a sensory response. In a very short story you were able to establish a mystery as to who these characters are and the ending leaves the reader to explore their own imagination as to what happens next. I like that.

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