How Did Your Relationship Begin?

I always envisioned a perfect start to meeting my life partner. A start so beautiful, you would think that the both of you were match-made in heaven and it is a story that you would proudly tell your children, your grandchildren, and to your great-grandchildren.

I would be walking to the nearby store and then came this lady who needed help carrying her stuff at the same time chasing after her younger brother who freed himself from her grasp and ran off. And I would be there in the nick of time, to pick up the mischievous boy and the overflowing groceries and save the day. She would say "Thank you, Mr......" And I would pick up from where she left, "Wise Guy." And then what happens next is the subject of fairy tales.

Or maybe I would be at the mosque doing my prayers, and when I was just about done with praying, a lady asks me for directions to the female prayers section. Like she was an angel sent from above, she would plop right into my arms, and I'd sweep her off her feet to eternal bliss. Chey! Unfortunately for me, I attract the wrong kind of attention, and the ladies who approach me are either too old, or too young. When I say old, they're REALLY old. And when I say young, they're like toddlers and kindergaten kids!

OKAY, this doesn't mean I'm into ladies wearing the tudung!

After hearing a dozen stories from successful marriages, a perfect start is highly unlikely. Some got entangled in a love triangle, some had to make use of somebody else in order to achieve what they want, some met in the club and there are some who have their marriages simply arranged by their parents. There are some who broke off and patched up after a few years of not seeing each other, and there are some who had to marry because the baby needs a father.

I just hope I have a wonderful story to tell my children... How did yours begin?