Febuary 12, 2006
Venue:
My husband and I had never
express ourselves during this loving day; he is a non believer of a one off
thing and that you should express whatever you wanted to express at any time of
the day throughout the year. Hey there are 356 days of freedom of expression.
The only celebrations that we
have would be birthdays, anniversaries (the memorable and worth remembering
ones). I have a friend who celebrated their monthly anniversary; to me if you
have too much of a good thing is also bad; for me it would depreciate its true
value. But who am I to patronize my friend belief of happiness. Not me.
Do you really believe in destiny?
That no matter what path in life that you had chosen you would eventually met
your soul mate, you know those near misses of meeting the one in the past and
sooner or later your paths would eventually crosses one another and love
strikes!
I’m not a true believer in that but
my journey of finding my soul mate is not a smooth one. It has its bumps and misses
opportunities. If I haven’t made the right decision in my path would I have met
my husband in another path? I think so, we are just God’s creation and whatever
lay in front of us is full of uncertainties. If I had not made that one
decision; destiny would have played to our parts and make our paths crossed on
maybe some other decisions that I might took.
My story of love would just be a
grain of sand on a panoramic stretch of sandy beach. Others might have a
tear-jerk, heart wrenching stories than me just to find true love. Others might
search true love and embark in a frustrating journey and yet to find it just
right under their noses; right back to where they had first started the journey
itself. It is not serve on a silver
platter; if it is so; the savory and sweetness of victory of finding it would
just be bland and without worth; isn’t it?
Let me start with my story; we
went to the same college but our paths had never crossed one another. I met
people and made friends along the way (not mentioning some enemies too) sailed
through the course as one of the high achievers.
At the end of the day; it comes
to the decision of pursuing a career in my field or studying at a higher level.
And I choose the later. I applied to three different places. My first choice
would be applying for a scholarship to UK doing chemistry, second choice (my
mum’s choice though as to me its my last resort) doing it in Kuala Lumpur at
University Malaya doing chemistry too and my last choice doing it locally in my
country but changing my course to engineering. My decision of taking chemistry
also plays an important part in my destiny of finding true love.
My first choice was rejected as
due to the fact that chemistry has no market career wise at that time; if I
were to change it to food and nutrition I would stand a higher chance of
getting the grant but I was adamant of taking my initial course. I should tell
you that I am quite a stubborn and strong headed person. When I said black, it
would always be black and never change to white. As for the second choice I got
the letter of acceptance and I secretly tore it apart and would rather burnt it
than giving in to my mum (please forgive me god for being defiant); I had never
tell her this and it will always be my secret forever (from my mum). So when I
got accepted to my last choice I was so ecstatic and accept it the moment I
open the letter of acceptance! There was where destiny play its role in meeting
the guy that I would eventually gotten hitched with!
Okay I will continue the other
part of my story at another time. Insyallah.
(There were few more writings but I will posted it on a later date)
