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Abul K. Chowdhury: A Devoted Moviegoer

 

Abul K. Chowdhury and Young Kim first spotted each other in their freshman English-as-a-second-language class at the College of Staten Island. She was the daughter of Korean immigrants; he was the younger son of a diplomat from Bangladesh. She worked as a manicurist to earn her tuition; he wanted to become a computer expert.

They began sharing the long slog by road, water and rail between school and their respective apartments. Their first kiss took place aboard the Staten Island Ferry, the Manhattan skyline in the distance.

Last April they were married, she in a long white gown, he in a tuxedo, their mothers in traditional dress. Mr. Chowdhury, 30, had landed a job with Cantor Fitzgerald, a job he loved. He and his brother Qaisar cared for their parents and looked out for their four sisters. "We two brothers, we help the whole family," Qaisar Chowdhury said. "We two brothers are like two arms."

Mrs. Chowdhury taught at the College of Staten Island, and after work she would meet her husband outside the World Trade Center, the towers glowing like a pair of lanterns. Like an old married couple, they had their routines. "We loved to see movies," Mrs. Chowdhury said. "We used to enjoy the previews, and decide which ones we were going to see next."

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From "Profiles in Grief" of The New York Times