Madam Gaston, his little wife. No sir, not me.

Quite a number of people asked if I’m waiting to get proposed. As they eagerly wait for an answer I normally amuse everybody with something that goes along the line “If he doesn’t marry me, plenty of other people will”.

Then laughter ensued accompanied with incredulity in their eyes. As though it is not possible that a woman who is shy of 30 in a few years time does not yearn to be call a Mrs.

In this era, do people really think that a women has nothing else in her mind than to snag a man? I grew up reading books of courageous girls doing great things (e.g Anne Frank, books by Jean Sasson), not romance novels. And one of my favourite Disney song is the one when Gaston proposed to Belle.

The truth is, it was never my dream to get married. A ring, a gown and a husband were never my ambition. I wanted to travel, to meet people, to do something worthwhile.

I’m just very lucky that someone amazing who understands that appeared and willing to do all that I want to do with me.

So, no, I’m not waiting to get married. I’m just waiting to change the world.