The SMS

Honey, I read your blog and I am alarmed. You are not seriously considering the job without the postponement are you?”

I was caught off-guard. Sitting alone in our little abode sipping a glass of Château Petrus Merlot while watching the drama in Pakistan unfolding itself on the TV.

I read the SMS thrice, digesting its meaning and quickly thought of a response. Obviously she isn’t happy. I typed away:

“What do you think I should do about it? Would you say no to it and not let me go?”

The response came a few minutes later as the SMS server polls for her number internally before roaming outwards internationally:

“Am I in any position to do so?”

I gave a quick and definite reply:

“Yes!”

Her reply came later:

“Honey, I would only consider seeing someone who is rational with occasional drive of taking calculated risks. You decide, baby.”

Ahhh…how do you argue with women like that?

I’ll never be able to become like Chauncey Gardiner in Jerzy Kosinski’s Being There.

K.Oed in the first round itself.

Gladly.