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Grace and remembrance be to you both.

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There are three things that last: faith, hope and love, and the greatest of these is love. Corinthians 13:13

So my brother’s engagement is finally over and I am so glad for him, though at the same time a wee bit apprehensive bout the whole thing that should follow next, yeah the big W thing. I mean I am more nervous for his wedding than I was for mine. Well, everybody has to get married and move on… and I did it too, but I am still living the best of both worlds. I hope it is the same for him…. he’s the most funniest guy I know and most of the time when he is around, I laugh till the tears fall…he has always been that way, and I hope that doesn’t change.
So here's to you bro, I hope you live an enchanted life....

P.S: I am yet to watch that movie....
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test said…
congratulations!
7:16 PM
Zak said…
as long as there is tequila in this world he will be happy
8:12 PM
That Squirrel said…
That's sweet.. guys usually don't change so he'll still be funny. And yes, Enchanted is one of the best movies this year!
1:02 PM
Zak said…
what a profound thought !
12:21 AM
wildeyes said…
nice post. does manoj read this? and dont bother watching the movie. it sucks!!! the book is better.....i think even RACE was bette than it.
2:06 AM
Karen Xavier said…
The movie is based on a book? I never knew that megh's, who's the author...
10:27 AM
wildeyes said…
author is cecilia ahern.. young girl..atleast she looks young
8:06 PM
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