We're getting married!

The first time I met my soon to be brother in law, he whisked my sister off to Mozambique like something out of a romance novel. I remember thinking, this guy is either wildly spontaneous or perhaps a kidnapper… I soon came to realise that he wasn’t just some fleeting chapter in her story; he was here to stay. I didn’t just see a man who loved my sister—I saw someone who would challenge her, cherish her, and maybe even join her in her champagne, shrimp and skincare charades. Over the years, I’ve had the privilege of watching their relationship unfold. They are a perfect contradiction- so different, yet seamlessly in tune. Together, they are balance, proof that opposites don’t just attract—they thrive. Their love hasn’t been without storms—winds can shift, and trees can bend—but they’ve weathered it all. For five years, I’ve seen their love flourish. He became her anchor; she, his wings. And somewhere along the way, he also became my brother and my parents favourite child. PS- When I finally established that he was indeed not a kidnapper. He whisked her off again with all but 4 words; "Habibi, come to Dubai."