soul hungry

Months of preparation has come to this - everything's over in a blink - in less than 12 hours, it's over...

the wedding, i mean.

2 weeks later everyone starts asking about how's the honeymoon? How's married life? It's kinda like asking a 2 week old baby how it feels to be alive. He might not even be conscious of what happened. It's stressful when everyone comes up to you and asks with doe-eyes expecting me to say oh the honeymoon was beautiful!!! i could only smile.

Not that I didn't enjoy it, but my soul still felt hungry. So my conclusion - honeymoon: over-rated, sex: over-rated too.

again I say, not that I am not happy, just that unfortunately fairy tales don't happen. Sparks don't fly on the wedding night, I don't know how many people has their honeymoon splendid & romantic. Mine left me hungry in the soul, an unfulfilled craving - while we had our fill of sights & sounds, the craving for intimacy faded in the background as making the best of the short daylight & squeezing in as much attractions to see took centrestage.

Missing the forest for the tree? Could be, but I prefer to think of it... as the search for the forest... learning together to see past the tree. Every experience a precious lesson learnt. Ultimately, it doesn't matter if we find the forest... what matters is the one who's holding my hand... in this seeking...