Newly Wedded





While at the airport waiting for a flight that had been delayed, I decided to look around and observe my environment. Some people were engrossed with their electronic devices, some chatted away, some dozed off occasionally and some like myself looked around. Like a hub of activities.


There was this young couple sitting very close to each other that I doubt if water could trickle down between them. They looked at each other admiringly with contentment like though they were the only ones in the entire lounge and they smiled at each other in a way that spelt ‘new’. I wanted a confirmation, you guessed right, I looked at the fingers and there the glistening bands rested on the marriage fingers. This moment, her hand rested on his shoulders the next, both hands were intertwined on her laps.
On the same row with me, another couple with their teenage daughter sat. While the bespectacled husband read newspaper, the mother and daughter talked to each other once in a while. Nothing much. Each in their own world.


By now you probably have a picture of the two couples in your mind. Thanks to the power of thinking and imagination.  ‘New’ does not remain same except one works hard to maintain the ‘newness’. This is the reason why people renovate houses, refurbish cars, undergo plastic surgeries etc. I planned that on passing by the younger couple when my flight is eventually announced, I would ask when they got married but by the time the flight was announced well behind schedule, I quickly grabbed my carry - on straight to the queue.


In marriage seminars they teach one that the love between a husband and wife grows over time and most times, it is not usually the same love as when newly wedded. I agree completely with this because we change over time and learn to handle things differently as we grow. One of the reasons I love attending marriage ceremonies (when I can) is to witness the couple exchange vows and have blessings pronounced on them. Talk about learning to live and living to learn. It reminds me of commitments and the blessings that come with it. It reminds me of the beginning. It reminds me of ‘new’. It makes me keep things in view. ‘New’ can be exciting indeed. It makes life bubble and guess what? ‘New’ is in the mind!

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