date: 17 November 2008 16:00
subject: greetings from 2005
Greetings from your past. In the fall of 2005, you agreed to receive this message, which has been preserved for a year in the Forbes.com E-Mail Time Capsule. For more details, visit http://www.forbes.com/capsule
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hey there dollie,
Hope this finds you well, smiling and happy.
are you married to your soul mate yet?
what's been happening since we last left?
right now, i'm sitting in Paula's home office, messing around on the internet when i really should be making headway with the investigative journalism conference logistics.
the currents in my life>
-*-the one that got away
-***-a distant friendly distraction
-****-the blind date (who i'll be chatting to this Friday)
i wonder which of these have stuck around.
I hope you've made some progress with your writing and all the big dreams that you've had at the tender age of 22 have translated into a little reality.
mwah and hugs
your past Self-
(how long is your hair now? and have you lost all the weight? more importantly-do you have your driving license and a car?)
Hey there littler Saaleha,
Good Lord, weren't you the über bubblygum back then, with alphabet-case issues, and your head full of boys.
Thank the Almighty you don't 'dollie' and 'mwah' that often anymore.
Well, lil ditzy Sal, none of those okes are of any weight to you now.
But, you'll be pleased to hear that you have indeed married your soulmate, a boy from the 'ville, would you bloody believe it. Of the ghaam too, despite all your protestations that you'd never get with one of the People of The Cook Book.
You've also been with the company through three other Investigative Journalism conferences, and while you don't handle logistics anymore, you still mess around on the net when you should be making headway with other things. You're also thinking that a bit of R&D is as good as some R&R and may find yourself in a different kind of workspace next year.
You lost the weight. Then you gained the weight. Then you lost some more. Then you got that happy stomach and funtastic forearms and now you're planning on going back to gym. Tomorrow.
The hair is short. You've never had it so short. They even shaved off some from your neck. But that's also because you Bhamjee's lean towards the hirsute, rocking the bad moon rising and all.
Yes, you drive and you have a Chevy Aveo that your husband won't acknowledge because it isn't german-made. He also thinks it's a big blue shelf in the garage. You drove off to work one morning, with his spectacles, garage-card and cd flying off the roof and making violent kissie-kissie with the tar. He got most of his stuff back and had to cancel the card. You're kinda sure he still loves you.
Ah the writing. Let's not talk too much about the writing. You were more confident back then. But you have been accepted for a MA programme in 2010. We'll talk then.
And the big dreams, well, you're living one of them, and you're pretty much on track on the trek. You just need to be a bit more zenlike about things.
You're still clumsy. I know you didn't ask but you should know anyway.