My parents didn't bump to each other in the library. They
were not childhood sweethearts from the same Kampong. Neither did they meet in
the midst of war or calamities. Really nothing dramatic like most soap operas.
They simply met each other through a matchmaker, exchanged rings on their first
meeting and arranged for a simple wedding thereafter. They were not sure about
love then but willing to give each other a try.
Fast forward to more than half a century later— after
raising 4 children and having 5 grandchildren; amidst ups and downs, toils and
tears— they are now damn sure they are in love with each other. Today, they celebrated
their 50th wedding anniversary and renewed their wedding vows— ever
more committed and looking forward to more years together as husband and wife. And
this is their love story. Love is something that grow with time unlike most movies.
PS: Dad and Mum, I am so proud of both of you. I am glad to
be your offspring. Without your boldness to try, my siblings and I won’t be around. Love you both! Muacks!!!
