yes? no? is it? maybe? could be?
Saturday, February 26, 2005
Beginning of a story...Part 1.
The prospective girls dad, in his royal blue shalwar kameez, was speaking in Punjabi, in a low rumbling voice to the prospective guys dad, in his off white shalwar kameez.
He was basically a salesman selling his product...his daughter. The only difference being that she did not come with a five year warranty or a thirty day no fuss return.
This one meeting could determine whether or not little X/Y kiddies would be running round the planet ten years from now. It was quite a frightening prospect. A strange feeling knowing that there sitting in front of me might be the very man that I would have to share my bed with. A strange feeling that he might be feeling the very same way about me. A strange feeling that right this second I just might be losing any control that I might have over my future life...what i wore, what I bought, What I said, What I did. Afterall at this moment it was the packaging that would determine the quality of the product!
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