To A Greener Side...: My Wedding, 11th October 2003 and the stories before it....

My Wedding, 11th October 2003

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My Wedding. The day that i will never forget. I had only 20 days to prepare for my wedding. Why? ERmmmm, a very long story to begin with! Almost depicted from a drama series or maybe a crazy novel. We knew each other eversince secondary school days( but we were from different schools. Only he was from Siglap and i was from PYSS. Got to know him from pals in his school.) but in those days we were two ignorant people on the face of planet earth. We only knew each other by name and everything else doesn't matter. We'll pass each other and made eye contact but never once exchange thoughts or talk to each other. Then, fate brought us back(serendipity). I was in close terms with some his pals. And one day, they asked me out for clubbing. I was hesistant at first( as they are going to China Jump and i was a zoukers) but changed my mind as they were footing the bills and arranging transport for me. A very persistent bunch of pals. I was like a Queen.hehehehe.. That is where we met again. Only this time he was with a girl. Not his GF but some close fren. He kept looking at me from time to time and i raised the ignore alert in my brainwaves as i was getting on well with the girl that he had brought with him. We even exchange numbers and became frens. Girl Power! From that day onwards, this girl kept calling me and shared her stories of misadventures with him. We became close pals. She would cry, asking me questions like.' why is he ignorant abt my feelings for him?', why must he do this to me?. She will call me almost everyday and without fail, she will cry and report on the arguments they had and he just shunned away. Basically, i thought he was one ass of a jerk. Isn't it obvious that i will sure advised her to leave him but it fell into deaf ears. She even was attempting suicide and with the help of GOD, she did not. I had one hell of a time pacifying this damsel in distress. These agony goes on for months. Her suicide attempts was not a single attempt but almost everytime. ARGGGHHHHH... She even will call me up whenever I'm out with these pals including him (but she was not there) to check on him. Like : Is he alone?,is he is using the phone? Can you call me if he does use the phone or if he leaves earlier than you guys? I was thinking to myself. What the heck was i? Was my profession a PI? And worse, am i getting paid for it? I, of coz do not bother to do so. Better not be a busybody. It'll make things worse. No doubt he can't stand her. She was protective and annoying. Constantly calling and interrogating. i would have seek refuge if i was in my hubby's position. She was madly, too madly in love with him while he wasn't. As for my hubby, he actually had feelings for me. HE called me sometime after the meeting in China jump. He called with the reasons that he wanted to buy my OW helmet(i was riding a scrambler bike before). And later, it became long chat and heart pouring events. I was of coz, in defence of the girl. So, i advised him to understand her and talked it over with her nicely. He could not stand this girl. She was constantly irritating (i can understand the matter of it). Thinking tat i became their mediator, things will work out for them but it never changed. Everytime when he asked her to be on each other ways, she will threathen to attempt suicide so he had to hang on with the most hell bearing life experiences. For the love of GOd, one day, while i was in the midst of a meeting, she called me up crying and wailing like a baby. Or should i say a damsel whom have just lost a soul. It was overbearing that i had to excused myself from the room to attend to her. And you know what? He left her in the streets of Orchard RD. They somehow had a tiff and he, together with his other pals, took off and deserted her. She was cryin, wailing while walking down Orchard RD. Thank god, no one could see the face of the the other person she was talking to or i'll be going for plastic surgery but seeing it's a sin, i'll be having a bag in my head to save myself from the embarrassment instead. I had to call one of his pals( whom is my closest buddy) to ask on their wherabouts and told them to wait for her and she was crying like a lost child. Wat a job that comes from bein a pal! One fine day, while i was having a good day, i received a call from my hubby sounding devastated. He was reprimanding me. I was clueless on wat the hell was going on? He said that the girl had told him things which i am truly clueless about. I was going , ah, oh, wat?, when?,why? no! and so on. TOTALLY CLUELESS. From then, i realised that this girl is good at word twisting games. You think i would bother to confront her? NO way. i will not stoop as low as she is. Let her do all the backstabbing thingy. All i care that the rest of the pals knew the truth. To me she was childish and worse, a sadist. Months later, i heard that she found a new playmate and my hubby was eliminated in her list. Deep in the abyss of my heart, i said FINALLY! A month later after they have broken up, fate brought us back together 'Again'(serendipity). Coincidentally, we bumped into each other. He told me that he was looking for me and profusely saying sorry to me on the 'reprimanding incident'. He said he had learnt the truths from the pals and was ashamed of himself. He concluded that She was a MANIAC escaped from hell. I accepted the apology and let bygones be bygones. From then on, we became frens then in few weeks we went on to a greater heights. Three months later, He popped the question to me, WILL YOU MARRY ME? HUH???......... was my reactions. I was happy yet confused but thrilled then petrified. Why the sudden? He only said this, 'Eversince the first time i laid eyes on you, i then knew you're the one and fate has constantly brought us back together' . And with that, I could not agree more and accepted the proposal. All i know, the next week, his family came for my hand in marriage and the fun begins. With all the above, my experience with my hubby was filled with craziness yet thrilling. All was crazy, from the start of the relationship to finally, the wedding. But he never fitted into the description that the girl painted of him. He was a great guy. Lovable and loving. Totally my style. Or would i want to be close to him or worst, agreeing to marry him. I'm not that ridiculous. He wasn't wat she had described him to be. He was way better than i thought he was. For a moment, we thought we will have our wedding in MID 2004 but his mother was against the idea. She wanted the wedding to be held in DEC 2003. Why? Well, his brother was getting married in 2004 and due to superstitious beliefs, it was not a good idea to have two siblings be married in the same year. So we settled on Dec 2003 but my dad wanted it to be brought even earlier. Before Nov 2003, as i was leaving for umrah, Mecca. He wants to us be joined in the holy matrimony before my departure and that's when the date derived. (Could not get a later date as the kadi that we wanted will be on leave after that date.) So 20 days to prepare a wedding. Luckily, I engaged a wedding planner. She was also my mak andam(make up artist). She had all in one wedding packages so i left her with all the chores. Seeing that i was a fussy bride she made sure that everything was detailed and well planned. Definitely i had to pay her an amount. It was not a waste of my single cents. She arranged for the decor, costumes, door gifts, Food(28 dishes in all), cameraman and videoman, cake and guest lists. I did not even have to lift a finger only to agree or not. She even choose the costumes for me. As for my room decor, my uncle and aunt did the wonders. All i had to do was relax and wait for the day to come. The results? Splendid. Wonderful. It was the best wedding(not that i'm married before). No one could have thought that it was a 20 days of preparation. Wat a miracle. I felt blessed and thankful to all involved. Especially to the greats works of ALLAH the ALMIGHTY.