Me, Him and the 'US' formation

Instances when i hear the word 'journey', I think of it as a collection of numerous cross-woven paths;paths that you always need to walk upon in order to reach your destination. The paths may be rugged or smooth, irrespective of the type, you need to cover them at length level to get hold of the destination. They say life is a journey..all of this seems so familiar,something about which we have read somewhere , heard someone talking or might have received this philosophy as an inherited piece of advice from our granny s. MARRIAGE- it is an indispensable part of our lives-believe it or not and a puzzling journey, getting started with which, you mught not be so sure of the paths . Many consider it as an institution, others as a ritual and some a way of changing the meaning of love and making it more concrete.

It will be one year of my marriage on the 12th of march, still, I am unable to categorize my marriage, strange..! It has been a long journey for me; I am a person all by myself and suddenly I realize that I have a congruence existing..they call it as a 'life partner'..'philosophically', it is defined as someone who will be there with you through the thick and thin, who will share your anger,happiness,smiles,frustration,loss,gains,..(I am short of adjectives!)..as they say ! My 'marital journey' started with an unknown stranger, I just knew his name, what he looks like, his parents, his educational background, bad/good habits, about his job and basic stuff. Now, before delving deeper into the stops of my journey, let me frame a brief outline of 'our' personalities, without describing which, the sugary sourness of the spicy story will be lost !

Me-I glare at myself in the mirror; pretty, a decent 5.5 feet, dark brown eyes, black hair,full frame.I like myself. I think too much, love my dear ones too much and prefer living a definite life which is full of smiles and positive hopes. He- Cute, sporty, believes in living life in his own terms, loves himself and is a happy person. Sometimes I visualize 'US' as a 4-sided sqaure- He makes the lenghts, I make the breadths and together we make the geometrical figure, through our symmetrical ways and equal lenghts of thinking and seeing the world around us.

So, that defines 'US'; so do I conclude, that with perfectly symmetrical personalities, marriages become heavenly; couples become lovebirds and life a bed of roses..No, there is something much deeper behind all of this. I believe that the almighty showers us with numerous gifts throughout our lives, he gives the hints to utilize these gifts through a cheery spark in our hearts..its just a matter of time and instinct, that we recognize this spark and make things better..!

My choosing him and saying a 'yes' was a consequence of following that 'hint', following the 'cheery spark' and feeling the cool breeze of the happiness flowing when I felt him, his words, his thinking and his emotions. This created a breach in the anonymity and made us extremely comfortable with each other. The stars were asked to shine in the sunlight- we said a 'yes' without meeting each other. This was a virtual recognition of love that was beginning to transform itself slowly into a pure serenity of a lifetime..We talked and talked and talked for 2 months..With each passing day, he spoke more and more effortlessly, no more lapses in the conversation, no more embarrassment,tension. We felt like we already met, were seeing each other because we had a date. The simplicity of it was disconcerting; the obviousness of it became almost laughable.Each particle of anonymity was slowly dissolving in front of my eyes, I tries to remember at times-where had I been going before I talked to him-all of it seemed like a blur.

And yes, we got married on the 12th of March, 2011. And I stepped into his life and he stepped into mine. And we were ready to embark the journey of marriage together. The cheery summers, the gleaming sunshine, the smiling faces and him beside me-this was a man who was full of vitality, bursting with ideas and energy.He liked disruptions-passing from silence to bursts of activity. With him, time flew at a frenzied pace-he could skip days -create strange weeks that had no Mondays and Thursdays. I stopped thinking of everything' for the first time-life was lived in its unique, all embracing density-the present. For every moment that we spent together, we loved the idea of being two people alone in the world, in the most perfect cliche of romantic serenity.We flew to Florida, there was evidence of our love in Miami, San Francisco, the blue waters of Lake Tahoe,the valleys of Nevada, in the fire of the red rocks , in the dazzle of New York. The innocence of romance sparkled everywhere. More than ever, spreading ourselves thin gave us the feeling of being one. We loved the evenings during which we would again tell each other the story of 'Jab we talked'; recalling the details with pleasure, glorying in the accuracy of chance. It seemed like two small children who sat beneath the banyan tree , eating candies and tirelessly listening to the story of 'the mythology of the mighty king'.Something rare: everyday together still had traces of our first day.

Sometimes, I thought- The chunks of happiness that come in our life are always accompanied with small chunks of the fear of unhappiness; comparing our lives with others, the savory talks, the dwindling emotions, the fear of not knowing to the full the fullness of the extent of love..It feared me. But the cheery spark always kept flickering deep inside me-that everything is strong, lovingly warm and purely truth. We want to live as 'one', happy,together,enjoying life the way it comes to us, facing the tiny why-hows with anonymity; keeping the edifice of our love strong forever.

And as I sit beside the beautiful and exquisite view of the lights spread across the Las Vegas strip from my exclusive suite in 'The Trump' in a lovely honey-colored couch with mustard decorations; with an exotic view of the assorted 'Miracle','Cosmopolitan', 'Caesar's' and the 'Venetian'; I turn around and watch my lovely husband , snoring softly, with a look of relief and a little smile on his cute face- he wanted to make me happy, like a princess. Yes, it is 1 year of our marriage and he was tying the knot of the eternal 'mangalsutra' across my neck exactly one year before- I thank god for all the happiness in my life and the most of all-for him, I love him so much !

Moral of the story- Just follow that cheery spark within your heart, it is a gift sent by god that is waiting for the recognition at that very moment, you will experience peace and an eternal content..and never dying love forever..

Happy Marriage Anniversary sweet-heart..God Bless US forever !! Amen !