Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Of The One Question.

The story of L goes way back to my foundation years in MMU Malacca. I was rushing to the lecture hall one fine day, as usual, when one individual from the opposite direction caught my attention. I can't help but feel that I've met her somewhere before, but at that moment, I couldn't recall when and where and how.

Time seemed to have stopped as we stared at each other. From the look on her face, I can somehow sense that that she was feeling the same way as well. With a sudden realization that I was running late, I just gave a quick smile and made my way onwards.

About a week later, I bumped into her again during lunch in the cafeteria and this time, my bulb finally lighted (and her's as well, me thinks). L, that's her, someone I've met during my high school years through a mutual friend. We had a long lunch that day, catching up with each other and before parting, exchanged our contacts.

Throughout the foundation year, so much happened around us that we grew quite close to each other; at times, we would just spend the night away talking on through the intercom, talking about almost, everything (no worries, I won't bore you to death will all the details). I was like a brother that she never had and she's like a sister that I was longing for.

People change and we learnt that the hard way. Upon graduating from foundation, both of us moved to the other campus to continue on our degree, but never would we be able to foresee that it would also mark the end of the bond that we've built through the previous year. Slowly but inevitably, we grew apart, each being too engrossed and occupied with our own life and personal affairs.

Although we did try make an effort to meet up once in a while, things were just not like it used to be. Might also be due to the fact that we no longer live close-by anymore, and soon enough, we lost touch even though we're still in the same campus ground.

Few days back, I was quite surprised to receive a message from her after such a long absence. Although we had each other's contact on our messenger's list, very seldom did we send or receive anything, other than the occasional quick hi-byes. We talked for quite a bit and from there, she got to know that I'll be tying the knot by end of this year.

She asked me one question, a simple yet deep question which I never really gave a thought to so far and it did come a little shocking to me. It totally caught me unguarded.

And the question asked was, "Are you sure that you're really prepared for marriage, since you're still quite young and stuff? Is she really the one?"

Edited: There's a part two in this, I decided to seperate the whole thing cause it was getting pretty long. And I've soften down the question's tone a little as well, due to some unexpected reactions, lols.

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