Letter of the ♥

Dear Mr.Destined,

Are you out there?I didn't intend to start this like Judy Blume 's book "are you there god? it's me Margaret?" but when i started it came out like that. but then I can't ask you "Are you there god? it's me Margaret?" right?

reason 1- you are not god

reason 2- I m not Margaret.

so let me just start with"Are you there Mr. destined? It's me Malsha"

Things have been a roller coaster ride since God created the world, and i believe in god as i believe in unicorns and dragons who fly and dance with mermaids.

Dear Mr. destined I was about to ask you bout the little leprechauns you have created in the minds of children. Are they real or not? Well, truly i don't care what your answer will be. One thing is for sure, people who believe in leprechauns will have something predominant in life, That is their imagination.=)
Dear Mr. destined, have you ever listened to the song Que Sera? and have you ever wondered that one day you will not be valid to sing it again.
"When i was just a little girl
i asked my mother what will i be
will i be pretty will i be rich
thats what she said to me"
And one day when you are not that girl anymore nor the woman, nor the old lady and you know what you had in store of your life, when you have opened the gift and seen the surprises will it be like a reminder that one day we wondered about our destiny and have overrun the validity days? For me, just now Que Sera is still valid for me. But yet, Will it be so??
"Que sera Sera,
What will be will be."
Maybe box office queen Doris Day didn't think of the end of it? Maybe she was thinking of of the animals she had to advocate!
just to remind you the song in case you have forgotten it because it's a song so far away...
When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother, what will I be
Will I be pretty, will I be rich
Here's what she said to me.
Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.
When I was young, I fell in love
I asked my sweetheart what lies ahead
Will we have rainbows, day after day
Here's what my sweetheart said.
Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.
Now I have children of my own
They ask their mother, what will I be
Will I be handsome, will I be rich
I tell them tenderly.
Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.

Yeah Mr. destined,I write you this because I pretty much don't have anything else to do, and I feel that my hands must do something to keep myself busy.
And well as Charles Steinmetz said
No man really becomes a fool until he stops asking questions


so Mr. Destined I'll keep on asking Questions until you become bored and I become a fool..

yours sincerely bored,
~Ms.nothing else to do~
Malsha Walgamage©
 26 October 2008