I have a confession to make.
I’ve never experienced the discomfort of receiving proposals.
Or looking up guys.
Or getting looked up.
( Which many of my friends would claim vehemently, is the most vile situation to be in )
But then, the grass is ALWAYS greener on the other side, isn’t it?!
I forever rue the fact that I never got to see even a SINGLE proposal. Not even a bio-data!! Heck, not even a mention that so and so’s son is eligible for me!!
Hmmpfff!! Go on, smirk your heart out!
What’s a girl to do in these circumstances? The girl in question, went ahead and married a guy of her choice
B-U-T. Fact remains that I never got a proposal (if parents got them and never told me about it, in a way, I’m grateful to them ).
So when I see mails like this, my heart soars….only to come crashing down seconds later (or is it nano-seconds later ?!! )
The “Click here” beckons invitingly and my fingers itch as I drag the mouse slowly towards the link…..I now know how EVE must’ve felt when faced with the forbidden fruit!!
But better sense prevails……I see the happy, smiling faces peering at me from a snap on my desktop and reality comes crashing down.
Its too late , I guess