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 1st 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……
