Chocolate story 

Let me explain the difference between the  shame,sorry and regret with the help of a  chocolate story. 

My mom used to buy us chocolates when we were kids.

Mom said “ Wait for your sister to come then you both can eat “

Jumping up and down in excitement , I nodded half heartily. Then mom got busy with her work. Then the debate between my consciousness and stomach started. As always stomach won, I promised my consciousness that I would eat only one chocolate from it, but that one turned to many , until I was staring at the empty wrapper.

Consciousness shouted “ Shame on you , you couldn’t even save the poor chocolates for sometime “

I said in the meek voice to my sister “ I am sorry that I couldn’t wait for you”.

My taste buds were cruelly reminding me the taste of the chocolate , I thought with regret “ I should have saved some for later “

Alas! What’s done is done, I sighed looking at the empty wrapper 🙂

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12 responses to “Chocolate story 

  1. Chocolate is not the only craving that brings on a similar experience. Nice that you are being so honest about your actions.

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  2. Chocolate cannot be saved for later. One moment you have it, the next one, it’s gone. And you’re smiling…

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  3. I think a lot of people go through the same cycle. However, it really is joyful when you indulge your taste buds with someone else who is equally as excited.


  4. Chocolate…..the worlds weakness!!!

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  5. Nice way of explanation . Wish you and your family a Happy and Prosperous New Year.

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