First, there was H. with her picture-perfect beau. Her list was near impossible and we all thought to ourselves (even talked) that she is searching for too perfect a spouse and she'll probably remain unwed because her standards were too high. Little did we know what fate had in mind and she got exactly what she wanted, the way she wanted it. She got her fairytale ending, after all.
Then came M. with her look-alike, humble, shy hubby. My mother and I always wondered if she would ever settle down let alone find someone and she did. She got hitched to a really nice, decent man. Exactly like she hoped she would. And you know what else? They suit each other perfectly. They make a cute lobster couple.
And now there's Ismat and the fiance. I doubt they noticed my presence in the restaurant since they only had eyes for each other and the world around them seemed to have evaporated away in the heat of those affections. They don't just suit each other, they fit one another.
Dear God,
When you create matches, you make them perfect and I get tearful just thinking of it. Wow.
Lolly anyone?
Then came M. with her look-alike, humble, shy hubby. My mother and I always wondered if she would ever settle down let alone find someone and she did. She got hitched to a really nice, decent man. Exactly like she hoped she would. And you know what else? They suit each other perfectly. They make a cute lobster couple.
And now there's Ismat and the fiance. I doubt they noticed my presence in the restaurant since they only had eyes for each other and the world around them seemed to have evaporated away in the heat of those affections. They don't just suit each other, they fit one another.
Dear God,
When you create matches, you make them perfect and I get tearful just thinking of it. Wow.
Lolly anyone?
Till we meet again, Sedeso
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