I hate being a Good Apple
Life is full of surprises, and so is someone's email account. I dont know about you, but whenever I give my login and password to my login page and wait in anticipation as bytes after bytes of information loads up slowly on your browser..., I get this wonder feeling in the back of mind, a sense of mystry..waiting to be unfold,
Who'd have mailed me ??? How many new mails ?? How many are junk, How many are spam?? Who all are the needy ones and who all are the greedy ones!! Then there are old friends, who'll open up their mail accounts, they wont be in a position to share daily life with you, becoz you dont know thier surroundings, so every once in a while... they'll send you a forward. A mail marked Fwd. used to irritate me... It still does, only if its a regular, run of the mill forward with dumb sentiments and ppl dying be4 telling others that they love or how perfect and sweet the life is with an irritating _please_feel_guilty_if_you_dont_forward_this_furthur_ message. On other hands, there is this different type of forward, which comes from a friend you havent spoken to in a while and it makes you feel god even before you open it! Its that feeling that you are in someone's addressbook, someone remembered you for a while and is letting you know that he exists and is in touch with you!, which makes me feel ecstasic.... anyway, I think you get my meaning and are wondering whats the apple has got to do with it, right ???
So here's the fwd:
Boys are like apples on trees.
The best ones are at the top of the tree. The girls don't want to reach for the good ones because they're afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead they just get the rotten apples that are on the ground, that aren't as good, but easy. So the apples at the top think that there is something wrong with them, when in reality, they are amazing. That is why we just have to be a little patient and the right girl, the one who takes a chance to find the good, right apple, will come someday...
-Thakkar