Congratulations! Welcome to my ad.
It’s not the first one I’ve written.
I know, isn’t that sad?
Last week I tried, hopeful and new,
this Internet finding love thing,
looking, maybe, for you.
Sadly I had to yank the ad after a day
because it appears that those who wrote
did not read what I say.
So once again I try,
because eternal hope springs
to meet a man, with whom I click
Who am I?
Who are you?
Well, summing it all up is no easy task.
In fact, such a task is enough to put a summer-upper into a trance!
But to do my best, I will try.
So here goes nothing...
Enjoy the ride!
I am attractive and smart and have a passion for life (yes, it’s all true).
Brown hair and eyes and a pretty decent body, too (no, I’m not Cindy Crawford. I’m also not BBW).
I am old enough to stay out late, but young enough to enjoy life (30).
Taller than your kid sister, shorter than you (5'8", and yes, this assumes your kid sister is short).
Work out in a gym, not really a hardcore outdoors type.
Happier in a hot tub, than sloshing though mud on a treacherous hike (tame hikes are ok).
My background is Indian, yes the country kind.
Enjoy movies, live music, dining out, and raising rats for intercollegiate fights (scratch that last one. It’s not true).
And I’m so much more, I can’t put it all here, what should I do?
So you get an idea of what I like,
here are things that are set in stone (meaning, these are not negotiable):
Be taller than a thimble, shorter than a tree (let’s say 5'10" and over).
Caucasian or (dare I say it...) Indian, but not FOB (I need someone with a similar socio-cultural background as me).
Be older than Opie, but younger than Aunt Bea (28 to 38).
Be healthy, happy, and free (meaning, single, pretty much in shape (over 165lb), but not on Prozac).
Be professional, educated, and smart as a whip (at least college, and you can hold a conversation).
Be courteous, gentlemanly but not a p#$#k (you know how to treat a lady, but you aren’t Rico Suave).
Be ready to exchange pictures and meet (no endless e-mail or phone conversations).
Be confident, fun, and funny (you’re not scared by a successful woman and you like to enjoy life - but leave the Bozo outfit at home).
So, be your name Bizaa
or Slizza
or Count Alban of Soy
send me an e-mail.
Oh, what joy!
One last thing for those who will write two words,
don’t bother because it tells me nothing of you.
I’m not looking for a treatise,
just sincere replies.
And for those of you just reading for fun,
I was once like you,
and look to where I’ve succumbed. ;-)