Dear Ms. Perfect

Dear Ms. Perfect,

It is beyond my comprehension as to why you are taking such a painstakingly long time to still find me. The world is such a small place to live in. That’s optimism to an extreme for there is still a continent without human habitat. I am sure that you are in existence. But where on earth are you? At least for now, I really wish the earth was flat. Straight roads and all. I have seen a lot of movies and by my reckoning, love happens on straight roads. Unfortunately for where I am now, the roads are skewed and sometimes do not even qualify as roads.

So, coming back to the point, what is taking you as much time. So, Ms. Perfect  since you have taken such a long time to ‘just’ locate me, you better make up for all of this time I am going around alone. Ya I kind of have a to-do list in place, which are non negotiable for times to come. I get this liberty (automatically) because of the turmoil and agony that I am being subject to now :P

I do not have too much to give or promise. What I can is that we are going to watch a lot of formula one races, we are going to eat out a lot, our kids are going to be like.. remains to be seen. The more you make me wait the list of non-negotiable things would only go longer. This stands as an evidence that I am thinking about you even before you are here.

So, till the time we meet.

Adios