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Salam to my dearest fearless warrior ....

In your life of 32 years, you fought long and hard.
Bloodless battles of wits and tenacity, you triumphed.

Life has been complex and difficult but against that.
you won! You work hard in creating your OWN Destiny,
not believing what Fate has planned for you.

I marvel at you for your strength and endurance.  I
long realise that you work for others not for
yourself.  You are selfless like that and I have never
seen such a person before.

Last night, you have proven yourself that you do
anything and everything for me. I know you dread
making that promise to have dinner with my mum and I.
It is totally out of your way.

I know you tried your best to negotiate your way out
of it, but again I think I said " But you ask me what
I wanted what? " LOL.. me and my big mouth!

Dear.. I do understand the pain you went through
eventhough you never said it loud enough for me to
hear it.

Thank you for everything. Thank you for being there
for me eventhough i tried pushing you away, coz it
wasnt your problem.

Thank you for carrying my bag eventhough I told you I
didnt like guys carrying their girlfriends' bags.

Thank you for brushing my forehead when i lay on your
lap as those hands are so warm and loving.

No matter how difficult for me to understand you, it
has never been easy for you to understand me too

Allah destined us to meet and work in this
relationship.  Fate lies ahead of us.

You are the love of my life. A life together with you
is the destination and journey i want to take.


laughs and love,
Suraya

( PS : yes, u can blog about our introduction and how
we first met. )

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Ok, permission has been granted from Houston. I expect this to be a longer than usual entry. So if you guys are really interested, then better... sorry... suddenly have nothing intelligent to say. Bear with me, for this is the start of our story...

I met Su through an online dating site. Saw her picture and thought that this girl could make me look good. Contacted her, and was surprised to find that she responded almost immediately. I knew she was Malay/Muslim. But me joining the site was really for the purpose of making new friends (ok, for all you disbelievers out there - you can suck on a cucumber. I'll gladly buy one for you).

We spoke at length on MSN. I learnt much about her life and the things she did - guess most of you who know her are already aware of her wide travels and work experiences. I was impressed. Never have I met someone who travels as widely and extensively as me! And a girlie somemore! I wanted to meet this chick as soon as I can. On msn, she did tell me she'd want to meet up with me too, except that she was going on holiday with her mother. But as soon as she got back, we'd planned to meet. But our friend lost my cell phone number... Have a look at what she email me:

"cHAO jEREMY!!!

You dont need balls to travel and work in countries that I have been to. U just need some curiousity traits enough to kill a cat!! hehehe

I do enjoy talking to u too and I m sure that i will enjoy meetinng you in person.

But unfortunately, i lost your handphone no.!!!

Do call or sms me at 96287260 when u receive this email!

I hope u get to call me before I fly to Bkk.

hear from you soon!

Suraya"

I remembered exactly how she sounded the first time I called her. Full of laughter! I looked forward to her return...

I was working in and about Tuas then, and she needed to be in Bukit Gombak (I didn't know the condition of her father then. Never heard of Parkinson's Disease before that day) on the day of our first date. All right.. I wasn't as innocent. I pushed hard for the date. She was as irritated as hell that day with me calling her cell phone every 2 - 3 minutes. We agreed to meet on the platform of Bukit Gombak MRT Station.

I saw this girl with messy hair, wearing a bright tie-dye tee and jeans. One thing about this girl was she REFUSED to let me check out her butt! I remember telling her she has a nice butt! Haha... but I knew I was being plain irritating. We took the train to Raffles Place, then made our way to Lau Pa Sat.

There, I had a bowl of mutton soup - chinese aka non halal. I only realised that when I placed the food in front of her and asked if she wanted some. Fuck me!!! Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!Whacked it as fast as I could. Then suggested we move over to somewhere nearer to the desert stall. She gave the "huh? why can't we just sit here" look. Well... I like being near the desert stall because I seldom order one type! We moved. She still found me odd. Even till today.

Between us, we had 3 bowls of desert. And she was nice enough to bring me something from Bangkok. A bag of sweets, candy... those chewy thingys - in a barf bag (air sickness bag). Now that's thoughtful. I always appreciate a gal who knows who to make a man happy. We talked till about 1130pm. I usually left home for work at 530am (I used to stay in Sengkang, and the journey to Tuas took more than an hour and a half. I never like being in the office later than 7am).We parted and I remember thinking to myself what a wonderful person she was. Our conversations centered on our travels and work. I've not met someone who's as mobile as her, girl or guy. In fact, most guys I know are pussy-headed when it comes time to pack up and leave their comfort zone to another 3rd world country.

Later that night, we continued to speak on the phone till about 1 am. Gosh... I was already feeling special by then. And I wanted to see her again!

The next time we met was kinda funny. I was feeling depressed. It was CNY eve and I had no where to go. My landlord and his wife made dinner and we spoke for a bit. By 8pm, I needed to get out of the house badly. I texted Su, telling her I was feeling down and badly wanted to go out. She was at an engagement dinner or something and could only meet me past 10pm. Set!!! We'll go to Chinatown to grabs the sights and sounds since I've not been there for years and it would be her first time! We both agreed to meet at NEL Dobhy Ghaut Station.

She was wearing a white top and bright red pants. I recognised it as the Vietnamese National Dress. Pretty. Like the Singapore flag. Got on the next train to Chinatown. Crowded. But we still managed to hear each other above the din! When we got there, it was crowded. We both were enjoying it so far. I suggested that we hold hands, because the crowd was pushing us in and about. Smart alec I am! We held hands and never let go, even after we left Chinatown after 1am. And that was where we also discovered the great ice-kachang place in the food center!

Decided to go to Lau Pa Sat for a night-cap. Spoke till 4am. I sent her back in a cab. We were still holding hands.

Weirdly enough, we decided to meet again the next day! In the afternoon. Both of us woke up late and both if us had no plans... so GHANDI HERE WE COME!!! Had a great lunch with free flow of rice, papadums and water. Sendrik then called. He was with his wife. They're both new PRs, so they were discovering Singapore. We decided to meet at Mustafa. Talked and shopped.

In the evening, we were in Kampung Glam. Su will probably tell you all that she'd wanted to slap me when I asked if I needed to convert if I wanted to marry a Muslim girl. I said I would never convert. She was obviously disappointed with my answer.

Cut to third date -

I told Su I wanted to meet her mother. Su thought I was crazy. I probably was. Fact is, I had alread fallen in love with her. And I wanted to tell her mother that Su's coming back late all the time because she was spending time with me. I wanted to ask her mother for permission to date her. Oddly, as much as she thought I was joking, she told her mother about me and my request for free food.

On our fourth date, I found myself in Su's house for dinner. Ate myself silly. After that, both mother and daughter was sitting at both ends of the dining table. I was in the midle. I wished I have a camera to capture the reactions of these two. Both wanted to hide under the table when I said I like Su, and wanted to give our relationship a try. I was holding her hand when I said that. Wahahaha!!! So funny! Su was looking down, never at me. Her mother was playing with the vase on the table. By now, we were into less than 5 weeks of dating. And I told her I wanted to marry her... whether she liked it or not (of course I proposed!).

I was invited to meet the family the following weekend... hope you have fun reading this! I know that Su's blushing... hehe... love you baby...

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09 Oct 06'