A Moroccan beauty in a strange and mysterious land. If she felt a bit out of place at first, it was only because she wanted someone to love her for her specialness. Someone who wouldn't try to make her into something she was not, putting up ugly curtains and taping posters of kittens to the walls. But instead, someone, who upon seeing her, would feel something like the fluttering of a sparrow's wings and would hear something like the humming of a hundred humming birds. And who would know that he had come home.
And that's just how it happened. They now live together with so few quarrels that their friends are all secretly envious - but in the nicest possible way.
It's a true story. It was told to me by a woman named Hajar with a face like a painting who lives in Singapore. Her website is filled with houses and apartments - each more beautiful than the last - which now spend their days in anticipation of that knock on the door or that ring of the doorbell. Perhaps - could it be? - it is you that they are waiting for?
But for now, let me share with you pictures of the Moroccan beauty living in Singapore who got away. 
