I know my husband, Mr N, since my childhood, when I was 4 and he
was 8 years old. We were family friends. But I realized his love for me when I
was 26. I guess my wisdom tooth is responsible for it. It came so
late.
We used to live in the same colony and our 2-room flats were also
nearby. Because of this, our families used to visit each other
frequently. I remember my mother-in-law used to come to my mother for new
designs of sweaters. Mr N
used to be an average- looks guy and his dressing sense was like 10 years older
than his age. His love for comic books was the first thing which attracted me
towards him. Mr N used to collect comics from his friends and used to offer me
for reading. I enjoyed this comic reading until I reached in 9th standard. Now
comic reading stopped but he continued to come to my house. We used to talk
about studies, food, songs and other happenings. We grew together and being
older than me, he joined his professional course when I was in graduation first
year. That was first time when our communication broke for some time. But my
fate was somehow connected to him already so I joined the same course which he
did but in a different college.
By this time he had started his career and was
living in Delhi. As my college was also in NCR, my caring father arranged his
cell number so that I could take help from him, if needed. I don’t know
how but I started talking to him every day. I was homesick and I found him as
my sounding board. I used to discuss every of my problems with him whether
studies related or any other. With at most interest, he always heard me, guided
me and consoled me when I needed. We used to talk a lot but dumb me; I never
realized that he liked me. After completing my course I joined my first job. We
continued our talks and now I used to bitch about my office mate with him :) Mr
N was eternally with me, like a best friend, best mentor and best well wisher.
He was doing well in his career and he moved to US for client site work. Going US
used to be the dream of every IT professional and he was living his dream. In
between our communication broke for good 2 years but he found me again. Let me
admit, till this time I was not sure about my feelings for him. But he had
changed a lot. He was smarter and handsome. And I was dazzled looking at his
new look (I admit).
Being in different time zones, we used to talk in India night
time, like from 1 AM to 3 AM. We were in touch but none of us admitted our
feeling for each other. After few months, Mr N came back to India and he started
meeting girls as his family wanted him to get married. You wouldn’t believe but
I was with him when he met with a girl Roopali. After that, I couldn’t call him
with the thought that he would be busy in all wedding preparations. But soon I
came to know that he had said no for Roopali. I was relieved, honestly. I was,
in fact, happy that he was not getting married. And I was genuinely in love
with him 💗💗.
But my happiness couldn’t last long and
soon I came to know about another girl Maahi whom Mr N was going to meet next.
This time his father (my father-in-law now) was coming to be with him. The date
was 24 Nov 2011, I can still recall. I was restless like anything. I went to my
office but was not able to put my mind there. I wanted to talk to him but I couldn’t.
Around 5 O’clock evening, I saw his name flashing on my phone’s screen. Without
giving any second I picked up the call. He told me to come at the place where
he was going to meet the girl Maahi. I couldn’t deny him. He said he would
confirm the time later but he wanted me to be ready for the evening. Finally,
at 8 PM, I was there, again wearing the same suit which I wore when Roopali
came. I am not superstitious but I gave it a chance. That day Mr N denied for
Roopali and I wished the same response for Maahi.
I reached HaldiRam and saw Mr N sitting there. He had already told
me that his father and Maahi’s family had left. He waved for me and immediately
I asked him about Maahi. He was silent for few minutes. Suddenly his phone rang
and he stood up for going outside to take the call. With his gestures, he
apologized me for going out. I was thinking this must be his father’s call and
he would be asking about Mr N’s decision. I was getting anxious. After complete
10 minutes, he came back. Strangely, he was looking relaxed now. I asked him
what happened and I swear Mr N’s reply actually shocked me. Ignoring his
father’s expectations, he had put thumbs down for Maahi. And then happened one
of the best things of my life. Mr N asked me if I wanted to marry him. I was
speechless actually. My wish came true. He told me that he had denied his
father anticipating my decision. I was in seventh heaven after this. I said a
big - big Yes. That was actually “Jab We Met” day for us when we both expressed
our hidden love for each other.
My belief in destiny is even stronger now. There was a
reason why I was connected to him throughout my life, until our souls
became one. All thanks to Mr N, I never got my proposal photograph clicked
in my life. Our families already knew each other so our proposal photographs
never got shared. Most of the relatives of Mr N’s family had to
wait till our engagement to see me. After this lucky day, my life changed
and now Mr N is my super technical husband and I
am his foolish wife 😊😊 .
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