Monday, March 22, 2010

Intermezzo

I was waiting to catch a flight back to Jakarta when I saw an elderly couple walking ever so slowly, holding hands, along the airport corridor. The elderly man was holding his dear wife hand with his left hand, and he was pulling their cabin lugage. The elderly lady kept her eyes on the gate number signs..

When I saw this, I can't help but hope that HY and I will grow old together, and when we're old and ugly.. we'll still hold each others hands like today..

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