Mr. Hooks created a mysterious orkut profile on the orkut. He created it to have some hands on experience to chat with strangers while keeping his mystery quotient intact. Although he had some other motives too. He was thinking that the more mysterious he would be, the more someone would like to know about him. Mr. Hooks knew that to create such curiosity in some stranger, is not easy. Still, he tried and left the rest on his luck. He started showing his multi-lateral talent and interests in various forums of orkut communities. After a while he had even become renowned member of some communities. He made various friends and shared lot of his views and opinions. But still he didnt find someone curious to know him. May be some were but Mr. Hooks was not able to notice it. 
 
One day, he was on a community which was showing mostly "girls" in the DP (display pic) of the members. Now the man inside Mr.Hooks was more interested in browsing the girls profiles rather than browsing the trivial forum on the community. As a surprise, he found even some males had kept those girls pic in their display. He couldnt decrypt it, he thought either they want them very badly or they want to be them. Anyway Mr. Hooks tried to keep himself away from such profiles because of the surfacing mystery in the orientation of such profiles. 
 
Mr. Hooks then landed himself on a profile which was going to change his course of future. Display Pic of the profile was very fascinating even though it might not be hers but other things in the profile like about me, etc. were quite approving her pic. Mr. Hooks read her about me many times and everytime he was reading it, he was finding a new humour in it although he was reading the same words again and again. He was reading the following words: 
 
"I wait all these years to find someone who understands me, someone who accepts me as i m, someone with a wizard power to melt stone to sunlight, someone who can bring me happiness inspite of trials, who can face dragons in the night, someone who can transform me in to the soul i choose to be. Just yesterday I found that . ITS THE FACE I SAW IN D MIRROR." 
 
Then as usual, her first para of about me was well complimented by a warning which a beauty with brain usually keeps on her profile: 
 
"NOTE-psychopaths,retarded losers,jerks wid freaky fake profiles, sick attitude bitches, fucked up personalities.....stop scribbling in ma scrapbuk...coz m nouh in a zillion yrs gonna add u crackpots...!{N ALL D 1C WID-"I M SVIT CUTE N LUV TO MAKE FRNZ TYPES... plz lay off!}" 
 
Mr.Hooks then got in rage with his destiny which hadnt created any connection with her. He wanted to talk to her but had no choice other than keeping his words to himself. Because if he scrapped her, then he might be another psychopath loser, no matter how well worded scrap he would wrote. Still he checked if he could scrap her. He found it negative. He was losing his temper because he had many things to say but didnt know to sound them perfect for her. He decided that he would send a message to her, no matter what she would think about him because thats the only way, his destiny had provided him to make a connection. But he had to come up with the best mesaage he could because there wont be any retakes to attempt for an entry in her life. He kept thinking "what if I ask her this", then again after a while he didnt find them so interesting. To think of the best words, he logged off the orkut and then he laid down and closed his eyes and started innovating his ideas to get right words.