He followed her closely, holding her and ensuring that she did not fall even as his own steps have grown unstable and weak with age. While others secretly ridiculed such tenderness between them, I could not help but find it sweet. You see, this is not the typical old couple that have been married for ages. They are newly-weds and they were one of the distant relatives that were invited for my cousin's wedding today. As I observed them the past few days, Gabriel Garcia Marquez's Love in the Time of Cholera crossed my mind and yes...perhaps love doesn't always have to occur at the prime of one's life. I can only hope that when I am old and withering, there is still someone willing to hold my hand...and he had better not be the nurse or the doctor!




On a different note, congratulations fahmy! You are a graduate now! Yippee dippydee dooda! i specially edited a graduation photo for you but for some strange reason, it refuses to upload. :( Oh well.

One more day of weddings. I am actually enjoying it.