We first met on an August day in orientation week at Cornel College. Karl was a freshman and I was a new transfer from Virginia. We sat in a truth or dare circle. My turn, I chose truth. The question was "If you could ask anyone in this circle out on a date, who would it be? And why?". After a long pause, I said "Karl, because he is tall." At that moment, I thought picking someone I had not known much would be a good idea. "Karl, who I met just minutes ago through Ngoc (a dear friend of mine), said he was into thinking and philosophy. He must be deep!", I thought :D. A few days later when everyone asked if I would really ask him out, I said "Why not give it a try?" and Ngoc helped set us up for a dinner. Then came many other dinners together, late night walks, good and so-bad-that-it's-good movies, road trips, theme parks, 4 years of long distance relationship, and a proposal... "A lonely number like root three A three is all that's good and right, Why must my three keep out of sight Beneath a vicious square root sign, I wish instead I were a nine For nine could thwart this evil trick, With just some quick arithmetic I know I'll never see the sun, as 1.7321 Such is my reality, a sad irrationality When hark! What is this I see, Another square root of a three Has quietly come waltzing by, Together now we multiply To form a number we prefer, Rejoicing as an integer We break free from our mortal bonds And with a wave of magic wands Our square root signs become unglued And love for me has been renewed." By Kumar