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Mr. and Miss-Match
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You sound like someone I would be interested to meet. I saw your ad on-line and the fact that you are also a voracious reader, like sky-diving, enjoy the opera and also have studied physics makes us an ideal match. As you know from my bio-data I have a M. Sc. I 've moved up north to Toronto and am teaching at one of the colleges. I really enjoy mystery movies, listening to poetry and playing squash.. Do write again. Ratinace@hotmail.com
Thank-you for your e-mail yesterday. Surprise, I stay in Mississauga. Strange co-incidence. I am not a physics major, but I did well in my Accountancy option at the U of T last year. You didn't mention your age. I am 24 years old. I just completed my B.A. in economics. I love sports too although I don't sky dive or play squash. I love classical music. I am 5'7" dark hair and eyes and love gourmet food. Hope to hear from you. QT3.145@gmail.com
"Do you really think its a good idea to write...," Mitali tapped my shoulder.
"Why not?" I replied. "He sounds pretty interesting."
"A lecturer...how boring. Let me read what you wrote," asked Mitali.
She looked at my message. "You didn't pass Accountancy...in fact you hate numbers. You know that."
"O.k. So accountancy wasn't my forte, but it doesn't mean I don't like numbers...I mean I know about variables and permutations. Random like love. Aren't they?"
"You hate sports, and I've never heard you listen to anything other than the Dixie Chicks, Celine Dion and the Who. Since when have you listened to classical music? I think you should be more honest in your presentation to this person. I don't think you should exaggerate so much."
"What's the harm? It's all in good fun. What are the chances of meeting Ratinace duh?"
"Mmm I still think you should be more truthful. But that's up to you. You know best, " said Mitali. "I mean I think you know best...hmmm, QT pie...how juvenile."
"I thought it was incisive."
Oh Wow, you must've read my mind. I love food too. Can meet for dinner sometime? You asked about my vital stats. Well what can I say...I think I am God's gift to women. No just kidding. I am actually 5'9" lean. My parents are Gujarati and migrated to the States in the 70's. My Mom finds me good-looking...what about you?"Ratinace
Dear Ratinace:
My parents think I'm their Aishwariya Rai. I am obviously joking. I am 5'7" . A little plump. I must qualify due to my extensive culinary skills which can rival my Mom who makes the best mattar paneer and makani chicken I have a tendency to put on a little weight. What kind of food do you like?QT3.145
"Hey Mitali wait up," I hollered as I squeaked into the elevator just as it doors slammed.. We were in the Tory Building on campus. The U of T campus is sprawled throughout the city and we were in one of the suburban satellite campuses which was being used for Art and Design. The building was the art-deco type. You know high ceilings, attic type loft, dome shaped windows. The building was as comforting as the course I was registered in Art and Design the kind you had to attend without really being there if you know what I mean.
"Late again," huffed Mitali.
"Just catching up ..."
"Oh...you were on that chat line again."
"You guessed it..." I knocked her head affectionately.
The elevator buzzer rang 5. Mitali proceeded to get off at 5 and proceeded. The door opened on the 7th and a guy entered. I recognized him. I usually saw him in one of the Art Design studios next to where we had our classes each Monday, Wednesday and Friday. The elevator rang on 8th. I opened my purse fidgeting to see if I remembered to bring a pen. While shuffling through it which contained "everything but the kitchen sink", there was a sudden lurch followed by a sharp noise as the elevator screeched to a halt with an unromantic thug. My books, my bag scattered on the floor of the elevator.
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