Of late I seem to be constantly reminded that my choices seem to be the opposite of my once verbal dictum - from the boy i date, to the bag i carry, to what i put on my face.
Lesson learnt, never say never, life's constantly revolving and surprises are always around the corner. The fickle heart convinces the principled soul. I'm just waiting for me to surprise me with the next 'I would never...' and then bite myself on the tongue again.
Then again who's judging? Captain Badass whilst being the opposite of my infamous criterion of the male species turned out to be the perfect specimen. Hey, you can't be right all the time!
But I do hope what i said about never marrying an Indian wouldn't come true...
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