when she was in her teens and was first aware of love, she used to pray for a good man to be her partner in life. religious, understanding, kind, romantic, poetic. too perfect perhaps.
but then youth is idealistic.
then the star came into her life. tall,dark and handsome as in the barbara cartland novels young girls of her era loved to read.
more important he was gentle, soft spoken, responsible (a head prefect too at that), read a lot, liked to send her poems, spoke and wrote in perfect english.....
but she was the irrational kind. she couldn't see the gem, the diamond, the star.....
then a person from a technical background came. would have been perfect for her. he was in civil engineering. she would soon take up architecture. they would understand each other's field. they would complement each other.
he was also gentle, kind, generous, responsible.
she loved him as much as he loved her. they were writing to each other at the rate of once every 3 or 4 days. till the postman was tired. they were both nineteen. they were designing their future castle....
then once again she took a wrong turning.
she left him stunned at the cross-roads while she ran foolishly into unknown territory.
in the end she chose someone completely opposite to her. from a field as far from architecture as could be. and she went down the long road of perdition.....
now she saw that her prayers were answered by The All Mighty. she was given the star and the engineer. she could just have chosen one of them. both had the qualities she yearned for.
but she turned away from them. due to sheer foolishness.
what silly choices she made.....
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