#LoveAndLaughter
Life is one big melodrama, isn't it? The
more in-depth you think about it the more drama you find in it.
Talking about my life, I met my husband 8
years ago and fell in love with him instantly. I could never believe how someone
can be so kind, polite, loving, caring and responsible. He was the perfect man
and I didn't miss a moment in making him mine. So, we got married and
everything was just perfect - well everything except one thing. Although, we
lived alone but we were never alone. We always had a shadow of family. We moved
to South Africa and even then the shadow followed. I started hating everything
that we had - that was just work and no holidays. We never went anywhere
because we had to save money (for family) and we didn't take break because we
had to save up holidays to go to our 'family'.
I started to feel I was losing my smile, my
happiness and even my marriage. I saw everything falling apart when one fine
day he asked me join him for a long drive. I love long drives but to my utter
surprise he took me on a very long drive – 1300 kms to be precise. It was our
anniversary week and he planned a whole week out. We both were in same
department and somehow he managed to get us both a week's holiday. In whole
week he planned a trip of 5 cities, and it was simply blissful. I couldn't believe that he planned everything from hotels to candle-lit dinners and my job
was to cherish each moment.
As we drove six hours straight I asked
him, "why?" It's not that I was not happy, but it's just that I had
never seen this side of him. He was so swamped in work and responsibilities that
I had lost touch with the man I fell in love with and that day I saw a glimpse
of him. While I swore to dig him out of our unwanted condition, he held my hand
and replied, "You always joke about our honeymoon"
"Yeah" I laughed, "It was a not a honeymoon" the thought made me giggle
"Why?"
"Dumbo, like I have said a hundred times, it's not a honeymoon if you have all your family and security guards with you" and he laughed with me.
"Well, here
you one for you my love. Happy 3rd anniversary" and gently kissing my hand he
pressed hard on accelerator for neither of us could wait to arrive our
destination.
Next morning I woke up with a sweet memory
of last night and romantic dinner. It was incredible.
"I don't remember when last you woke
up with a smile on your face" my husband smiled as he caressed my hair. Yes,
I too didn't remember when I smiled like this before but in that moment, in my
smile, in his smile, I knew - 'I have fallen in love with him, again'
And just like that, we rekindled our love and laughed together into the beautiful morning
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Wow.. Awesome..:)
ReplyDeleteThanks UK :)
DeleteThanks Arvind.
ReplyDeleteI agree, I am a very lucky woman :)