Bimbo is a Muslim. Devout but not nearly religious. She comes from a very strict home. Her parents are warm and nice people but she knew better than brooching the subject of marrying someone from another religion with them.
Smith on the other hand was a lover of God. His religion was alot more welcoming and so were his parents. He had the freedom to marry from any tribe, religion or race. His only criteria was that his lover must be ready to accept him in spite of his religious affiliations.
Bimbo and Smith had just met in a bus and were both headed for the same location. One was going for an interview while the other was off to visit his sister. Smith had made a silly joke he would have thought offensive to a girl like Bimbo in the bus. But rather than frown at him, she gave a hearty laugh. Smith was thrown into utter shock and dismay. His mouth went dry and he stared at her, agog. You should remember to close your mouth, Bimbo teased. That was the beginning of their friendship. It kicked off in the course of that journey. They became almost inseparable and were so into each other. They made random jokes that only they could understand. In fact, you’ll be lost in their conversation if they refuse to let you in. They could even communicate from across a room full of people without uttering any spoken words. It seemed like telepathy, the kind possible only in movies.
Bimbo was fully aware that she couldn’t marry Smith. Her parents would never allow it, but she was more than thrilled by the kind of love they shared. They kept at their love, hoping against hope that there will be some sort of cosmic shift that will suddenly allow them to be bonded in marriage. Both couldn’t understand why the elements in the universe allowed them fall in love in the first place if there was no plans to let them marry. They had gotten into relationships but none could really break away from the other. After several attempts, they decided to just let it be. Allow nature run its full course, you may never know. You can’t force yourself to hate someone after all, Smith would say. They only allowed themselves gratitude for such depth of love. Pure love was rare in the world and they knew that no matter what, they’ll always be tied together by a strong bond.