It had been a tough day for Nancy
at the office. She is driving back to her home now. As she takes her car out of
her office compound she witnesses a different New York. The streets are basking
in the celebrations of Christmas. The roadside shops have been decorated with
statues of Santa and colourful ballons. Two kids are staring at the Santa toys through
the glass panes of the Cake store holding the hands of their grandfather. Nancy
gets a little excited. This beautiful Christmas sight makes her nostalgic and
reminds her of her childhood days. But she is very tired right now and just
wants to go for a sleep.
Nancy is back to her home now. She
has already parked her car in the garage and is about to close the shutter. Just then she realizes that she has left her
house keys at the back seat. She rushes back to the rear end of the car. Just as
she is about to open the door, a voice claims, “Hello!” Nancy replies back – “Hello!”
Thinking it might be the auto answer call option that she just activated
recently to answer her client’s call even while driving. She kept on repeating
Hello! Hello! There was no response; she can see someone sitting inside the car.
It’s just a big shadow. Seems like somebody is sitting inside.
Nancy’s hands are shaking now.
She is perspiring in the freezing cold of December. She is trying her best to
say it, but something has choked her throat and is not allowing her to utter a
word. It’s again that female voice that says, “Relax young lady! Don’t shiver
in fear and don’t be scared.” Nancy regained her lost courage and said in a fearful
voice, “Who are you and what are you doing here?” There is silence again. No
one is here, except her house keys. She is now a bit angry and asks herself,
“Am I drunk?”, No. Am I dreaming? She pinches herself and realizes that everything
is real.
The next morning, Nancy decides
to visit the countryside grocery store. It’s Christmas today and Nancy had long
been hoping to make a delicious Chocolate cake all by herself. She takes the big
grocery bag, the car keys, locks the door and moves towards the garage. She notices
something is coming out beneath the shutter of the garage. “Oh! That’s a long
red rope,” she utters. She lifts up the shutter and discovers that the rear end
of the car is stuffed with gifts. “Jesus!” Nancy exclaims.
But before she could check out the gifts. She
finds an envelope in the driver’s seat that read – ‘FOR YOU NANCY.’ She opens
the envelope and reads the letter
Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho!
That was me, Santa who freaked
you out last night young lady. I have brought loads of gifts for you this year.
My sincere apology if I have scared you. Don’t be surprised! It’s not the young
and the tiny tots on whom I shower my gifts. Christmas is a time to shower
gifts of love on everyone and spread happiness.
I will be obliged if you take all
the gifts and oh yes! you will find a large basket where I have kept all the ingredients
to make your favourite ‘Chocolate Christmas Cake’
It’s time to say bye. Merry
Christmas!
Nancy’s joys knew no bounds. She was
jumping and howling. There were countless number of gifts kept inside the
Santa’s bag – a Christmas tree, a Santa Hat, a beautiful gown, a basket full of
fruits and chocolates, a number of cosmetics, a designer purse and what not. Nancy
started pinching herself again, but this time she was not dreaming. It was in
real.
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