Monday, September 18, 2006

55: If only..

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:

Blogger n said...

so lovely, and so characteristic

6:51 pm  
Blogger ironyofdparadox said...

gracias...
compliments such as these
are more than welcome;
would definitely
ruminate on 'em,
for they come by so seldom :)

11:21 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hang in there, I'll drive traffic to you r blog...you need to be read by far more people....

4:25 pm  

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