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  • When I was a kid I remember, dad took us all to see the hollywood movie Superman.

    I got back home and told him, 'Please don't look for a husband for me. I want to marry Superman when I grow up.' I remember mom giggling and saying, 'Isn't that nice, we don't even have to worry about a dowry for her now. She has found her husband!'

    I still love you Superman.

    Love doesn't fade or disappear with time, it stays in tiny corners of our heart and lives in each breath we take.



    (Picture courtsey: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Fleishersuperman.jpg)
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