Monday, September 18, 2006
Multinationals, floods, marriage… they talked about everything into the wee hours of the morning. His quick wit and hands-on ways took her by surprise. Through the journey, he regaled her on. But it’s his effortless charm that struck her the most. As she bid him adieu, she thought: If only he wasn’t a rickshaw driver.
3 Comments:
so lovely, and so characteristic
gracias...
compliments such as these
are more than welcome;
would definitely
ruminate on 'em,
for they come by so seldom :)
Hang in there, I'll drive traffic to you r blog...you need to be read by far more people....
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