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Monday, October 22, 2007

I Spy

I'm no hopeless romantic, but secretly I love romantic comedies. Romance stories such as Casablanca or Gone with the Wind are out of my league but give me Notting Hill or Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind anytime.

In another world, my love story would be sorta like a Sleepless in Seattle. No soppy words or tears, just go up on top of the Empire State Building and meet your destiny for the first time. A Jerry Maguire moment would be nice. A drop dead punchline moment. "You had me at hello." Perfect.
Something like City of Angels would be good too, though not the ending. The second where Seth becomes human, the first time he tastes the sweet lips of Meg Ryan, as he lay kisses on her. Beautiful.

My love story would have a great soundtrack. Something from Jerry Maguire. Add in Sarah McLachlan's haunting voice. A great folk tune. Even Simon & Garfunkel would do. It would play in the background as I express my honest and sincere love for her. I would say simple and yet the most beautiful words to her. Nothing with the stars and the moon in it. Simple, just like what Julia Roberts said as she confessed her love to bookstore owner Hugh Grant in Notting Hill (I even went to Notting Hill to look for the damn door tapi hampeh tak jumpa)

But in reality, I'm no romantic. I'm a true blue Melayu awal dan akhir. Oscar moments in real life, would make me puke. I wasn't destined to "Here's looking at you, kid."

Yesterday was the first step in what I hope would be a long and beautiful journey. InsyaAllah. No romantic words were spoken. Nothing extraordinary happened. There's still more things to come, but the first steps are always the hardest, right? Ask our Angkasawan.

They don't even have a name for it in English! But that's the beauty of our culture. A direct translation would be ermmm...spying? Yeah, spying. I spied on her yesterday on a beautiful afternoon in Puchong.

And I'm so glad that I did. I love you, princess.

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