The Alchemy of Love
When
you fall in love, there is no right or wrong. You grow up instantly and overnight.
You are so into each other, the world ceases to matter. You smile for no
reason, sing songs, even ‘sarkai lo
khatiya jaada lage’ feels ohh so romantic! You start looking after your
savage self and flutter your eyelids as you put some make up on. You even begin
relating to the saree-clad rain drenched lead characters we often bear on the
silver screens.
Things
begin to brighten up for boys too. Regular bathing sessions along with an
advanced sense of fashion soon gets instilled in their love-struck minds. The pangs
of separation from their guy friends don’t bother them as much as the late last
seen notifications of their girlfriends do. The most rough and tough men too
get victimised in the chocolate day epidemic. Then comes rose day followed by teddy
bear day and finally valentine’s day.
This
is precisely what did not happen with us. Our relationship had a completely
abrupt beginning, quite like a mutual understanding and more like a plan backed
with a high five! I thought he was fun and he thought I was beautifully dusky. Quite
a solid foundation for a bond. (duh)
With
almost all contradictory qualities we shared, life became easy and even more
cheerful. Our similarities were and still are limited to love for driving and
video gaming. He is all about numbers and gadgets while I find pleasure in
words and dogs. We walked hand in hand metaphorically of course, when the sun
shone bright and fought like warriors till one of us hoisted the white flag. We
laughed till our stomachs hurt and also ate endless happy meals for the love of
minions.
It
would be far too clichéd to say that, I don’t believe it has been half a year
already since the wedding, because I have been overtly conscious of the passing
moments this whole time. I have had my ‘haila’
moments occasionally, when he has been too cute and not called me fat or chimp
look-alike! In response, I too have done much cuter things and not called
him... well, similar things!
I
am not sure if our marriage was made in heaven or even if I am going to trouble
him for the next seven births (as the rituals guarantee). What I do know is that
I have gained the company of a great human being, a person who pampers me like
a father, guides me like a friend and protects me like a lover.
Barring the fact that he still won’t go for regular haircuts, won’t shave for weeks and brushes his teeth after taking bath, there is so much I love him for! I am happy to be his lady love and a drunken co-pilot for this amazing journey for years to come.
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