Do you believe in Romance? In love? Passion?? All matters of the heart?
Am a cynic on the outside and a die-hard romantic on the inside. No wonder I fell in love. No wonder I dreamed of getting married to the BF some day. And I did.
We were lucky to have time on our side. We didn’t rush into our relationship, and neither were we rushed into deciding our future. We had the time, to get to know each other, understand each other. To find out what makes the other tick. To ignore the tiny little idiosyncracies we both have. To bear each other’s anger. To find a common ground among our differences.
But mostly, to LOVE each other.
So, what does love really mean??
Is it the slight twinge in my heart when he is out-of-town on work?
Or the smile that crosses my face as I hear a romantic number?
Is it the lump in my throat when he buys me a rose…for no particular reason?
Or the soft squeeze on my heart as I see him sleeping deeply like a baby?
I don’t know.
But if it’s any one of the above, then you can be sure I am in love.
For me, his way of expressing love was very different. He went out of his way to accept my likes and dislikes.
I love coffee, he HATES it. Yet, he would take me out for coffee and suffer through a mug.
I love Chinese, he HATES it. Yet he would take me to Chinese restaurants and fiddle with the fork and noodles.
I love chocolates, he HATES them. Yet he would buy me bars , just to keep me happy.
I love movies in theaters. He HATES it, preferring to see them at home. Yet, he took me out and suffered sitting in the dark theater for 3 hours.
I love switching on the fan at night. He HATES it because it gives him a sneezing fit. Yet , he lets me keep it on since I can’t sleep otherwise.
I love cold weather, ice creams. He HATES it. Yet he buys me ice-creams and takes me out during winter, though he would much prefer cozying up at home.
We have so many differences between us that even my mother quipped once as to how we two ended up choosing each other!!! (Did I mention I’m short, fat and dark and he’s tall and fair and erm….well built ? And yeah, I’m balding and you can’t see his scalp. Yup, different, we are )
We have come a long way. Today, we celebrate our 3rd wedding anniversary. And how does it make me feel??
Frankly, I don’t think its our anniversary that matters. For social reasons, our relationship is 3 years old.
But we go back much longer. We have completed 11 years of friendship. Of acquaintance. Of being together. Of being there for each other. Through thick and thin. Through good and bad. Through sorrow and joy. Through hardships and smooth sailings. Through job struggles to on site trips. Through separation to getting together.
And now, we are parents. To two adorable babies.
How time flies.
It seems like just yesterday when he used to come to drop me till the bus stop, both of us chatting up on nothing in particular. There was no frisson, no passion, just plain camaraderie. The comfort of being in good company. Of enjoying that company. Did we fall in love then?
Or was it much later…..
I don’t know.
But what I do know is that we were together. And it just seemed right.
It’s as if he was the last piece in the jigsaw of my life. With him in place, the picture was complete.
I was complete.
Is this love?? Kya yehi pyaar hai?
While we are on romantic numbers, this one is very close to my heart.
Since we got married and had twins, we haven’t been able to spend time together as we used to before. I miss that. We do make time to cuddle and catch up with each other’s work, stealing a few kisses whenever we get the chance
On the passion scale, we are at an all time low.
But on Love, the scales fall short
So for my third wedding anniversary, I’m kidnapping the BF and spending the day with him (It’s all hush hush for now. Though we have a long weekend, am not planning on an overnight trip simply because we can’t stay away from the kids. And I, personally, cannot sleep without them ).
Maybe I’ll blog about it later.
Or maybe I wont
Anyway, there may not be any new post today.
Have fun people. And if you haven’t said I Love You to your loved one, go ahead and say it.
It’s totally worth it.