Old Cataract & Nubian village with family & friends
While bride & father of the bride were going through last minute details, mother of the bride was dutifully entertaining the early bird guest, lovely Samira, both having fun posing for a memorable photoshoot at the Old Cataract…and then again during the cruise to the Nubian village with family & friends.
This is for all the good times I enjoyed with my secret lover. Yes, I’m admitting it now, I’ve had one for many many years.
This relationship only brought me extreme happiness and fond memories. I still remember how I used to check furtively the time while helping the children out with their homework. I’d steal a glance at my watch longing for our daily dates then I’d rush quickly – literally running outside – in anticipation of the strong emotions I’d feel whenever I feast my eyes on my lover…and because being one minute late meant I’d be stood up!!
I didn’t mind this zero tolerance stance because of the flexibility I was allowed: my love never missed a date, followed me everywhere even to Lebanon and didn’t mind if I was too busy to show up!
The other thing I enjoyed about my lover: I could be myself; I didn’t have to dress up for our daily date…casual outfit, no salon visit.
How convenient is that!
How did I manage to keep this relationship going on for so long? Honestly it wasn’t arduous despite my lover ‘s dynamic schedule (a fluctuation range of one and a half hour plus or minus ) for I was fortunate we lived conveniently near the Corniche so I cleverly timed my routine jog according to our daily dates.
Our relationship came to an abrupt halt when we relocated to a new house, quite distant from the Corniche…just like that.
For all those waiting for me to reveal the identity of my secret lover, sorry to disappoint, no juicy info: it’s the Sun right before it sets…
Well it must be something really out of this world to be able to compete with my hombre