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Year: 2014 (Page 11 of 11)

A dream of 10 years

I cannot just say it was a dream come true. It was a dream of 10 years. A tree we both had planted as a sapling and nurtured for. Even now, it feels too good to be real. We both kept asking each other “Has it sunk in for you?” and the answer was and is still no. It’s the reality of taking up the responsibilities and managing both office and home that’s keeping my feet on the ground.

It was a journey that had literally everything – Happiness, sadness, anger, joy, love, fights, heart breaks, life altering decisions, commitments, problems, solutions and what not! You name and we had it in our relationship. Yes, love is not just a fairy tale. It takes a lot to keep it up and I learned that well.

After so many twists and turns in my story, there was the day. Finally! Feb 9, 2014. I couldn’t sleep the previous night due to a lot of factors – tension due to the thriller adventure my marriage story took and excitement that the big day was just hours away being the major ones. My friends forced me to sleep saying that I should get some beauty sleep and finally I dozed off. The day arrived in a swirl and swept me off. I got ready and came to the temple which was the marriage venue. I was so restless since I had arrived before him and I didn’t take my eyes away from the entrance. Only when I saw him, my lips curved and the smile came out. The one that reached from my heart to my eyes.

After that everything went so fast and before we could realize, he had tied the mangalyam around my neck. After that nothing mattered to me, everything went in a fit of emotions and blur. I didn’t care, I couldn’t even if I tried. The only thought in my mind was “We have done it.”. The marriage being a simple ceremony helped in many ways since the tediousness was reduced to a great extent and we were still fresh for the grander reception which followed a short while after.

The trip to Delhi and Agra was indeed a romantic one with a visit to the Taj Mahal being the heights of it ๐Ÿ˜‰ Now being back to Bangalore and having joined office, the routine work and added responsibilities have brought us back from the clouds. Still, everyday I wake up with a smile, knowing that I am with him. Good or bad, we are in it together and that’s exactly what we wanted for the rest of our lives.

Here’s a peek into the biggest day of my life! ๐Ÿ™‚

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Until later ๐Ÿ™‚

Here comes…

Today I leave Bangalore as a Ms. only to return in a couple of weeks as a Mrs.

After so much drama, anticipation, struggle the month of February is here and the 9th of the month is inching closer. How do I feel? It’s a cocktail of emotions I cannot express with words. I am in no state to write a detailed post about this, so you will get the details only when I open this blog as a certain Mrs ๐Ÿ˜›

Until later ๐Ÿ™‚

Creepy or Paranoid?

  1. I go with my guy by auto once in a while to office since our offices are in the same direction. After a couple such trips, I happened to go alone once. I didnโ€™t recognize it was the same auto guy who dropped us earlier.ย  When I get down, he asks โ€œWhere is that other person who comes with you and why didnโ€™t he come today?โ€ Same happened with my guy when he went alone.
  2. In the usual browsing centre where I take print outs, the guy starts chatting with me since he belongs to the same state as me. However, I have always been uncomfortable giving out details even though I was a regular customer to the browsing centre. I try to avoid as much as possible. In spite of me being an introvert and reserved with him, he knows all the details like where I work, what investments I have made because he deliberately noticed what I give him to photocopy or scan or printout. I agree that he cannot do the job without looking but there is a difference between noticing and remembering and just looking because you have to.
  3. The auto guy notices I speak a South-Indian language over phone and asks me whether I am from so-and-so city.
  4. My guy goes to a regular medical shop where he gets his medicine and most times he uses the same card for payment.ย  After a few times, the store guy knows the pin and asks โ€œItโ€™s xxxx only na?โ€ and enters it himself.

What do you think of the such incidents? While they might be classified as vendors/shopkeepers just trying to make regular business by being friendly, it doesnโ€™t feel so. Certainly not for me. Maybe the ever-increasing crime rate has made me paranoid It feels right for me that we have stopped going often to the places where the business seems over-friendly than it actually should be. When seen from a criminal point of view, all these information that the vendors or shopkeepers notice about us seem very valid and useful pointers to manipulate us. Some might feel itโ€™s good to keep switching places to avoid over-familiarity. Now, we do that wherever possible and a few places we go often, only where people keep up a professional only .

Is life getting creepy or am I being paranoid?

Until later ๐Ÿ™‚

Life as a paradox

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Predictably unpredictable, beautifully scarring,

Knowingly unknown, confidently insecure,

Simply complicated, absurdly meaningful,

Constantly changing, certainly uncertain,

Coherently incoherent, wisely foolish,

Easily tough, logically illogical,

Fairly unfair, playfully serious,

Bitterly sweet, Clearly vague,

Life as I know – Life as a paradox!

Until later ๐Ÿ™‚

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