Ramification

 Yesterday was guy number 6 

Looked decent. Smelled OK.

What's with the hair though..!

His parents seemed more confident than he did

- but he wasn't too bad.

"So what do you do?" He asks

When we're left alone in the garden

I knew at once then, that this would bore me to death!

My answer took up the entire remainder of the convesational-space. 

Pause.

"I like my future wife to work, but perhaps on only one thing?"

Last straw! And it has only been 5 minutes. LONG 5 minutes. 

"I like my future husband to be someone I can talk to."

He winces

I smile

End of conversation. 

Until we finish our cups of coffee , I stare at the starry skies

Silently

My mind heavy with your melody. 

If only

If only you made up your mind..!

The moonless dusk smirks at me 

Mercilessly. 

(c) Anu Madhubhashinie