.: Puddles of memories :.

Of my sister's adopted little brother.

Sis :: Are you sure you won’t consider him? He’s such a good boy. And he's so cute~! Aww~~~

And he’s married now! Woohooo! Alhamdulillah! The relief! The elation! Alhamdulillah! I got the news from his brother, and I was beaming with sheer happiness! Obviously, I had to share the auspicious news to my family. This bit of news became the finale to my sister's fixation in trying to hook me up with him. Alhamdulillah!

Sis :: He’s too young for you anyway. So, you’re in touch with his brother now? I know you had it in you. My little sister; the ever devious, scheming and diabolical one. Always a step ahead.

Noooo!!!

I admit that I can be conniving, alas I have no share in predicting this outcome. Nonetheless, my sis can kiss the idea goodbye because my friend and his family have returned to Pakistan and he didn’t update me with his contact details except, on his uncle’s address. *Eh?* From establishing contact with his brother, to his mum, to his dad, to his other brother, and now his uncle … I really can’t blame my sister for suspecting something, but in reality … there is NOTHING! He is a friend. Plus I know his then fiancee, now his wife. I'm still trying to demystify what exactly took place. One day I'm talking to him and the next he brought his brother to see me. *Eh?*

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Looking back, there was a constant flow of peculiar, out of the ordinary and brilliant incidents. Each passing day only led to smiles, laughs and joyous moments. Family and friends simply put it as an endless shower of blessings, and I believe so. Alhamdulillah.

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Sis :: You made a lot of really good memories during Hajj but the final day in Mecca was the ultimate climax.
Me :: LoL~ I'm still seeing replays of it. ^^ Unbelievable.

Happy as a lark.

10.53am Malaysian Time