I can still vividly remember the day I met Joyce during our time in UKM (National University of Malaysia).  She was just the sweetest and cutest girl around!  In came this strikingly gorgeous lady, walking angelically into the cafeteria.  She took her lunch and settled down comfortably with her group of friends.  There was an empty seat just beside her.  I was thinking to myself, “Hmmm, now is my chance.”  Rather not to seem so direct, I was pretending to look for a seat in the distance, and suddenly found this seat right in front of me.  I politely asked Joyce whether the seat is taken, and if she did not mind I sat beside her.  Heheheh.  She said it was ok, and she would not bite!  That was more than what I bargained for, as I was expecting only a one or two syllable reply.  The rest they say was history.

We began a four-year journey together in university discovering our fondness for each other’s company, our many similarities spiritually and mentally, and sharing an emotional bond which eventually led to love.  She was my best friend and still is.  Things were pretty intense at times along the way; we had our fair shares of ups and downs.  The joys and laughter we had in a field trip to Cameron Highlands, the Bon Jovi concert, the many classes we shared together and especially during the times we spent together on the old faithful C70 bike.  There were also the frown and tears we brought upon each other, often over something trivial, sometimes culminating into heated arguments.  Those were testing times for our relationship, and it taught me to celebrate our differences and the richness in the relationship.  I would never forget those eventful years in UKM…