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The Madness of MokcikNab
Motives, movements and melodrama in the life of a thirty something mum.

Thursday, April 14, 2005
First Day at Work : Comments

Dear People,
Those are such kind words you folks are saying about us, but listen, we had it easy. Boringly easy. Yes, we're nuts about each other, have been so since 1987. There has been very little drama, and certainly none that I know of, on his side. That we'd end up together is a no-brainer, and frankly, I know of no one who would stand up in objection. No one makes movies about marriages like ours, there are only sit-coms. We're like Jamie and Paul Buchman, or we're like Ray and Debra Barone. (In truth, we're probably like George and Louise Jefferson, except that we're not laundry kings and we're not movin' on up.)

How do you stay in love? I think a lot of people out there already know the answer to this, and the answer to this is different to each and every one. But it's raining and I'm feeling terribly cliched, so I shall reprint a poem, which probably has been quoted a thousand times at a thousand weddings (and which I myself read at one Wedding of the Year - in political terms)

Then Almitra spoke again and said, "And what of Marriage, master?"

And he answered saying:

You were born together, and together you shall be forevermore.

You shall be together when white wings of death scatter your days.

Aye, you shall be together even in the silent memory of God.

But let there be spaces in your togetherness,

And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.

Love one another but make not a bond of love:

Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.

Fill each other's cup but drink not from one cup.

Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf.

Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone,

Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.

Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping.

For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.

And stand together, yet not too near together:

For the pillars of the temple stand apart,

And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow.

Specific answers :
Dudae : It's not as if he hates the work, he loves it and far from being unfamiliar, it is, I quote, "like being del Piero in del Piero's Spot". He's just afraid he'll be sucked into the vortex of oil and gas construction, never to come out alive. By the way, he did say he should have spoken to you before returning to his old place -- things are kinda messy in Sudan right now. Can he still give you a buzz, to help him sort out this unhappy business between client and EPCC contractor?

Mimi : Errr, thanks, but I'm not exactly crazy over Usher. But hey, glad you liked it. :)

Nik Nazmi : yes, I did. I'll reply soon, I promise! (Sorreeeee!)

Atiza : During the first day, most of the six calls were from him. I was in a meeting with another client and was interrupted every twenty minutes.

Farid : Be patient. She'll come around, soon. Love is about timing, and faith.

Egaaads, I should apply for work at Hallmark.


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