MAy bE..:)

Maybe he won't mind the constant bad hair days. Or my inadequacy when it comes to technology. No, I'm not completely hopeless, but I don't care too much about it. Maybe he won't have issues with my inherent laziness. Maybe he'll love Friends as much as I do. And he'll love poetry like it's the Bible. He will definitely type like a normal, un-spastic person. Maybe he will like photographs. And poetry.. Maybe we'll sing songs by The Beatles and also Washing Powder Nirma. And watch Malayalam films together where there is a fat woman wearing a sari who is the hero's sister who makes tea for fat, dark, big-moustache man and he rapes her. Maybe he'll be okay with the way I jump around when I'm playing anything with my head inches away from the screen. Maybe he'll let me win and tell me that it was all me. He won't buy me tedddy bears. He'll get how I don't like them by itself, but how I love chocolate ice cream and cake. Maybe he won't have issues with the smell of smoke. Maybe it'll grow on him.. And we will laugh together. So much. We will go to museums together and we'll own a telescope. Maybe he'll buy me lava lamps and fairy lights for my birthday. Or those Colaba Causeway compasses with The Beatles on them. Or he'll just upgrade my Operating System to Lion on my Mac. He will not ask me questions to which I don't know the answers to. Or maybe he will, but he won't be pedantic about it. I don't know. SURELY every girl thinks alot...MAY BE..;)