Dear Excel Sheet

Dear Excel Sheet

I’d like to start by saying I really love you. I mean it. After all, I spend 12 hours of my day staring at you. So much so, that sometimes, Numbers start flowing like a river, all thanks to you. I still love you.

Strange life is, is it not? For, there was a time when I had vowed to a life without you. Ok. So staying without you is really not a feasible idea today. However, more and more as I spend time with you, I realize how foolish I was.

For, you have not just become a part of my life. You are the be all and end all where my life is concerned. The 1^st thing I do when I start my day is open all the various versions of you I would need to get me through the day.

And the last thing I do when I finally leave for home is either share you with THE ONE or take home with me, sweet darling that you are. See, I can’t even think of staying at home without your esteemed and loving presence.

I have scattered your love all throughout my house. Whether it’s my personal laptop, which was supposed to be for my leisure and relaxation, or my sister’s which is supposed to be used in case of dire urgency, you are there everywhere.

My dear excel, now you must realize how much I am in love with you.

There was once a part of me, which was fun and enthusiastic. I used to THINK and FEEL.

Now also there’s a part of me that thinks and feels. But, they do so just for one and one thing alone – You, my dear excel sheet, who else but you?!

I often dream of seeing my face splashed across a brick wall, with you covering me head to toe. Beautiful it would be I am sure. For such love can only be seen to be believed.

However, my dear excel. Even though I love you so, I would never want you to spend such QUALITY time with anyone I know, who might be even a little bit such as me.

For, even though a useful and helpful little friend you are. You often make your partner forget who they are. Some keep on going through life, led on by bigger versions of you. Some halt and take a whole new different path.

I wonder what happens to either of these. Do they miss you as the sun misses the rain? Or do they cry their eyes out, staying apart from you, wondering how they would carry on with their lives without your magical guidance.

Or are there some breeds who might not give you half as much attention as you need? Do you also sometimes feel ignored, when the more snobby “creative” types, give more weight to dreams and imaginations and maybe 12 hours not solely to you?

Don’t you get sick of the talks of thinking out of the box and spending time understanding other, may be more important stuff? For surely you must think and believe, that you have all there is to know. There might not be any life beyond an excel sheet.

Do you ever spare anyone, ever? Young, fun or old? Or do you like to scratch and bite, till wounds go sore and pain no more. Uncomfortably numb as they say.

The questions remain unanswered, as so many of life’s mysteries do. But never for a moment should you believe that I’ve stopped loving you……

Yours truly