Sea Mail

I tossed ten notes to anyone, out to sea. They were rolled up, tied with string and bottled. Each one said: "Hello, Hi Anyone! Tell me your name!". "Also let me know the date, and when and where you found this note." It was strange, the ten bottles went out to sea in three groups, Three went North East, three straight East, and the last four headed South East. It was as if, they knew where they were heading! The charm of sending out sea mail in bottles is in its fickle uncertainty and random fate. You know not who, not where, not when, not even if ever, anyone will find and read your notes. For it all depend on drift and pick ups; the whim of wind, the vagaries of waves and chop, the swirl and curl of current, and the synergy of sea with seafarers and onshore folk.