"It's your choice", her parents had said, and her then boyfriend had nodded his head in agreement. "You either marry him or continue your education. You cannot do both."

That day she had chosen the former and moved out of the house, to America.

Staring at her now boyfriend who had gotten down on one knee to propose, she recollected those memories.

"Would you ask me to choose between marrying you and having a career?" She asked him.

He laughed. "Would you ask me to do that?"

She shook her head. "Ofcourse not."

"Then why would I?" He smiled.

She threw her arms around her and whispered, "Yes!", crying all along. His hold on her tightened.

She had made the right choice again.