2 years back around 7AM in the morning I was pacing and fretting in my suite cuz my stylist and makeup-man didn’t arrive yet (they were sleeping btw). I had to reach the wedding venue in about 45 minutes flat and I was still not ready. The last option if they didn’t turn up was to reach the venue in my superman pyjamas (how kewl would that be know). Eventually they did turn up and transformed me into a pretty bridezilla. Yes I was getting married and it was my D-day.
Time has flown at the speed of light and today we complete two successful years of marriage. I am the kind of person who practically lives in fantasyland everyday of my life and like to turn my dreams into reality. Well I just don’t dream I make sure I see the light of my dreams as well. So in all probability when it came to finding the perfect Mr. Right for myself I always dreamt of a Knight in shining armor who would come riding on a nice black shiny horse and sweep me off my feet.
The day I met my husband for the first time, indeed he did sweep me off my feet just that he didn’t come on a horse (In my head I was already singing and dancing with him to “aint no other man” and head over heels”). It just seems like yesterday where we had to be the perfectly clad couple and pout for all the photographers flashing their cameras our way. I could relive this day every single day and get married over and over again (I hope nobody is listening else they will get jitters).
Initially when anybody spoke about marriage I would shy away from the question or would ask them to get married again if they were so interested. After I met my husband, it was like all the planets and stars in my life had changed and I just waited with eager breath to get hitched. We finally did after a long wait and here we are today in two complete pieces.
It has been a roller coaster ride and we have stood together through thick and thin. At times we are like Tom and Jerry waiting to pull off each other’s hair and most of the times we are like two peas in a pod (pardon me for being a lil poetic and lovey dopey today). When I’ve fallen down he’s held me and made me stand on my feet again. I learn so much from him everyday and living with him is a wonderful experience in itself. He’s full of positive energy and sees light at the end of every tunnel. I get my strength from him when I feel like crap and I know life is beautiful because he’s a part of it. His twisted sense of humor cracks me up every single time.
I always tell my friends who fall back on me for marriage advice, that the best relationship is when you’re partner is your best friend. My husband is my best friend and that makes our relationship even more special. We can talk and share anything under the sun, act dumb and still not feel stupid. Each day is a new challenge for us and we look at it as though it’s going to be our last. That’s how life needs to be lead to the fullest, enjoy every minute. It’s been two years now and when I look back I can only see fun-filled memories. I look forward to the years to come by full of love, happiness and togetherness. Happy 2nd Wedding Anniversary A and love you to eternity. Together and forever always 🙂
PS: The photographs were shot at our wedding by one of my best friend Gautam who is an amazing photographer. You can check out his page on Facebook(Gautam Singh Samant).
So this conversation happened a few days back.
Husband: So this year we will be celebrating our 2nd or 3rd wedding anniversary?
Me: You got to be kidding me.
Husband: I was just checking if you remember!!
Husband: I am getting sick of Quabool Hai now.
Me: Why I thought you loved the serial??
Husband: They are just dragging the storyline now.
Me: Aren’t all serials the same??
Husband: I should have known better.
I was watching a tv soap today n what I saw really gave me a chill down my spine.A widow is treated as an untouchable,she is considered bad omen to the family. This custom is still followed in many parts of India where a widow,after the death of her husband is treated like the blacksheep of the family,she is not allowed to sit with the family members or even been seen around,she can’t eat with them n neither is she allowed to have a normal life again.
I was shocked to see this I have heard of such things in the past but never did I realise that it’s still being practised in this age and time. We talk about innovative technology,web 3.0, where books have been replaced by iPads,western clothing and western lifestyles then why is it in this matter are we so conservative yet??? Is it do hard to let go of old beleifs and customs??? Are people so susceptible and resistant to change??? Before Tht I would want to say what was the mistake of the poor woman,it’s not her fault that she lost her husband What I want to say is everyone of us has the right to LIVE,life has to move on birth and death are not in our hands.