Robert H. Smith

The clock of life is wound but once, and no man has the power to tell just when the hands will stop, at late or early hour. Now is the only time you own. Live, love, toil with will. Place no faith in time. For the clock may soon be still.

Friday, August 12, 2011

Celebration of our love

The National day parade was ongoing at 7pm while we caught it live and on screen from the executive lounge of Fairmont Hotel. During this period, Fred made many trips to the toilet. Nearing the end of the parade, I was there alone anxious that he would missed the fireworks we watched 2 yrs back so I called him.

"I'm downstairs, can you come down to the room in 5 mins?" I said ok and stoned for a good 1 minute, and I walked really slowly to the lift lobby to take the lift down. But 5 mins was not up yet, what should I do? I don't wanna miss the perfect moment with him. Indeed, I went there too early. While waiting outside the door, I noticed something "fishy" was going on in the room. When he finally open the door, the room was perfectly decorated; our photos were attached to the many balloons in chronological order and on the carpet flower petals made out the words he meant to say. Beyond the window, the fireworks was blasting away while he proposed the very moment. Indeed, I was overwhelmed with happiness that a happy tears filled my eyes.

We spent the remaining time at Fairmont that night.. and continued with gym in morning before we checked out from our stay. In the afternoon, we told both our parents the very good news. :)

I'm extremely happy that I can remember this happy day also as the day we got engaged. Double celebration, double the happiness in years to come. Happy anniversary to us!