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What if I Owned it ?

I would love to own a bakery. I don't know why but the idea sounds really fascinating to me. Being surrounded by cakes and pastries and breads which are freshly baked or hot chocolates just out of the oven! The thought itself is mouth watering. These tempting thoughts need to be subdued otherwise all my business would run down the hill, in utter loss if I became the prime consumer for the things I intent others to consume . Oh, did I mention to forget crispy yet soft, melting cookies? Well, now I did!

 I love to see happy people. Maybe it's something we all could relate and wish to be. Yet, could we  be a part of everyone's birthday celebrations, their marriage or relationship anniversary celebrations or in the moments when people reflect back at life and all they have is admiration of how things have changed for good as well as bad, yet everything they cherish. Can we be a part when friends with long-gone-being-in-touch reunite and laugh at the moments which they thought could change their course of lives? Could we help in being with people when they lose or for god's sake, grab the deal they have been working themselves off for years?

I don't think I would be invited for each and every such celebrated yet close moments with their loved ones. Hence, my products could reach their and make their times more quality for them. Would you love the aroma of hot-chocolate when you look into your spouses eye and say, it was the best decision of your life to be together?  Could a personalized shape of chocolates, resembling something at only you and your partner can understand, make your date even more special with a feeling of closeness? I am sorry if it feels that this article has been written by a salesperson! I wish to be in peoples happy moments and with the ideas of being fancy, maybe, someday I will start looking like a fancy cupcake too! who knows!

In the place I would own, I'll just love to stare at every master-piece-like designed and personalized cakes. I would do my best not to gulp them down , by being loyal to my workout and diet regimes. How fascinating it sounds to imagine the best possibility and deriving  story of what the design at the cake wants to depict. The diverse colors with diverse flavor and maybe, the occasion for what it's meant to be.

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  1. UnknownFebruary 11, 2022 at 6:11 AM

    Red Velvet 5 kg bhijwadena

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  2. Phoenix_talesFebruary 11, 2022 at 7:28 AM

    Very nicely written!!
    Hope you are a baker and treat us someday😂

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  3. SThankiFebruary 12, 2022 at 3:32 AM

    The vocabulary oozes out of this blog, quite similar to the chocolate 🍫 in the cookies....
    This bakery mainly serves 2 necessary things for survival, food and the other one being Love...✨

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