Sudhi shokol shune hoben boro prito
Purush manush du prokar – jibito, bibahito
[Ladies and gentleman you’d be glad to hear it said
(that) There are two kinds of men – the living and the wed]
~ folk wisdom
The guy I grew up with died (got hitched) this weekend. The smartest, most decent kid in the bunch. He is the silent type; you’ve got to know him well to know how witty he is. Wish I could be more like him. Gonna miss him a lot.
Proton and Rini
“Hey! Aren’t you the older one?”
“Errmm…yep!”
“Hmm…well…hang in there. You’ll find someone [sympathetic tone]”
How many times did the above conversation take place? Lost count after the second millionth time. (Sheesh! Like loosing a brother wasn’t bad enough!)
Had to take it out on somebody. Bad thing about being the elder brother in a wedding is that you have to act your age; can’t pull anything silly. Or can you? ;)
The Plan
The hit
[message reads: Shala (brother in law) No. 1 - I feel so pretty :$]
The impact
The truce
Sunday, June 24, 2007
So long brother…
Posted by weatherman at 11:55 PM
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1 comment:
You cruel man!! hehehehe...
yeh hang in there, "great men marry late.." by shakia
i thought someone died reading your msn nick! didn't know it was a wedding.. ki moja.. no shali??
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