August 11th

It is August 11^th 2011. The incident that happened on August 11^th 2006 is the reason for me writing this now. And it has been 5 full years of togetherness, love and  trust. To look back at the journey, I could not figure out whether it was really 5 years. Each day passed on filled with love, fights, laughter, tears, hugs and kisses and we moved forward. The relationship strengthened every day in all the corners.

There were so many rude and harsh fights.. but I could not remember even one which  lasted for more than an hour. We complement each other’s qualities and traits.

I am very expressive, be it happiness, sorrow, anger, frustration, love or anything. Prem does not express things. Though I expected from him to express things and allow me to express mine in the beginning, later I found that, it is not his way and I aligned me to that.

He tuned himself to my behavior during anger and stress and he helps me to overcome it everyday.

He showed me how he had lived in the past and how his hard work, sincerity, dedication, confidence brought him to what he is today, by which I developed a respect on him.

He made me to realize that “Whatever happens, happens for our Good” by his way of accepting life and live occurrences in both our lives.

I taught him how to “smile” and after which he smiles a lot, jokes a lot and got many girl friends by his charisma.

I don’t know why, but I always like to fight with him; then pacify him. I like to bring smile on his face when he is terribly angry after I say or do something stupid.

He used to tell before our wedding that he would not do any household chores since he doesn’t like to do any. But today, he shares all my work and he is fond to cook something new for me. He understands all my difficulties and pain. Transited into a matured and caring husband from a playful lover.

5 years passed on like a flash of a second and our relationship grew from “A girl not liking a rude boy” to “Classmates” to “Just Friends” to “Close friends” to  “Prone to become lovers” to “Lovers” to “Serious in relationship” to “Legal lovers (with parents’ knowledge)” to “To be engaged” to “Engaged” to “Happy married couple”.

Now that we are married for 5 months. I feel nothing has changed between us. I still look at him as the same boy who spoke to me in train 5 years ago. And I act as if today is the last day with him and there is no tomorrow; love him to the maximum, want him to be beside me each second even when I cook, would love to talk to him and play with him till the last second before we sleep, urge him to speak with me something all the time, excited every evening to go back to home from office just to see him and be with him…

And yesterday, I just imagined of the days after 55 or 60 years from now, when either of us had to part the other; I cried. This looks very stupid, I didn’t know why I imagined and cried like that. But the thought of leaving prem even after living a full life saddens me For me, even 100 years seem very less. I know I am stupid, but I like being this way. :)