This
is my story of a dramatic marriage. To be frank I am compelled to accept only
love marriages. This is because; I am surrounded by people who were
successfully married coz of their deep love towards each other before they got
married. So, the count goes like this:-
Paternal
side, Love Birds: - Dad and his siblings which brings the total to 5.
Maternal
side, Love Birds: - Mom and her siblings which brings the total to 9.
Now
you know why I am compelled to accept only love marriages!!
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On
a serious note, without any obligation to be accepted, my personal choice was
love marriage. We all are searching for that “missing someone” in our lives and
so was I. I always wanted to fall in love and get that love of my life as my
special someone. And that miracle soon came into my life.
It
was a usual morning for me. I met lot of my co-joggers in the park; many kids
smiled at me. And in the corner, I saw a man tying his shoelace. That’s it!! I
Fell. I fell in the well of love, lust and more with this guy.
There
comes a debate in my mind and as I was a friendly girl, I thought of asking my
mates about this. Research about my love commenced soon as I could not wait any
longer. I got many answers and some of them go like this: -
1:-
My sexiest neighbour: - Hey, you saw the man in the park and fell for him and
you think this is love? Not at all this is complete lust. TRUST ME on that.
2:-
My busy friend: - So…. You are in love. Great, people have time for all
these? Please, lend me some time of yours if you have plenty of them.
3:-
My Sister: - Yes!! That’s it. You are on the right track babe...
Go ahead!!
Asking
people was just a formality I wanted to do. Coz, I dint want any loop holes in
my research. As I got one vote which was on my favour, I started spying on this
handsome jogger whom I feel for. This guy was so damn handsome. He was a
perfect example for a man who was “Tall, Dark and Handsome” material. I fall
short of words to expound how splendid he was. I was no less. People admired me
as well. But, I admired this mysterious man in the jogger’s park.
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At
the park, the next day: - My eyes
were searching for him and there he comes. I started an opposite side jog which
is generally not treated as a joggers etiquette. But, as we all know, “All’s
fair in love and war”. I had to hit only him on my way and as every
relationship starts with a smile which leads to friendship, ours started with a
sorry and a casual smile from my side as I was on the wrong lane and YES!! My idea
clicked and I dint let go the chance. I picked up a conversation immediately.
Hey,
I am really sorry. I had a challenge with that kid over there. You know, I
don’t want to break his heart for a simple opposite side run challenge. So…, as
I dragged, he was smiling and I saw a mixture of all handsome heroes on earth
in him. This led to a formal intro from both the sides. This made me more
comfortable to talk to him daily and for this lie of mine I had to bribe the
kid.
Days
flew and we met daily at the park without fail. My irregular jogging became
more regular because of this guy. His humour coupled with sensible talks kept
me attracted towards him. But, somewhere I was still in a confusion of love or
lust. More meetings and more talking’s bought us together and he called me to
his home for a high tea the next day.
From
morning I was waiting for evening. I saw many changes in me the same day which
confirmed that I was terribly in love. I wrote a romantic poetry, I watched
movies based on love and finally I saw some practical stuff… (No, don’t think
otherwise people!!) These were those beautiful letters which my sister shared
with me when she was in my situation and I felt and had the same feelings as
she had. After a long day, finally comes my most awaited evening.
With
the best in my wardrobe, I dressed very well to meet love of my life which was
still undisclosed to him. After many changes in me, I thought of proposing this
guy today as I knew that he lived alone and I need not be worried about people
at home. I was prepared well. Preparation means?? It means, the guy whom I fell
for was of a different religion and I had permission from my family for this,
as it is very much important for all Indian weddings. As ours is a democratic
family which believed in Sovereign, Socialistic, Republic format, I had full
acceptance from them which made me feel stronger.
With
hot tea in the pot, handsome guy in the front what else do I need? Suddenly, I
saw a picture which made me deviate a little from all these. It was a picture
of a lady in the gown at a Christian wedding. As John never mentioned about
this lady I was curious. Being optimistic I said “Ho, God you have a sister?
She is gorgeous”. John was devastated. I could see a change of expression on
his face.
John
sadly said - “She is my wife”. A
beautiful dream of mine which I stored for years was shattered. I felt guilty
to love John without even knowing about his married life and this made me
apologise for loving him from bottom of my heart. Here I get to know that sad
tone of John was because his love was dead a year back when she gave birth.
John had lost two most wanted people in his life. I saw John’s pure love which
he still held towards his wife.
I
was shamefaced and proud at the same time. I know it is contradictory but this
man showed me what love was. As I was embarrassed I left the place and said a
good bye to John. I never wanted to meet and trouble him again.
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To
wash away my feelings towards John, I had to change my routine. I left my jog,
I left watching all the romantic movies, dint write any new poetry. After I did
all these, still I felt John all around me. This was Love and what else could
it be?
Meanwhile
John struggled to contact me. My ignorance had caused lot of hurt to him. I
never responded. And a strange day which I never expected came in my life. I
was in a crowded bus that day. Guess what? Even John’s there. We both were in
opposite extremes of the bus. I hear a yell and that was:-
John- Hey, I found
out something from the kid you had bribed. And I fell in love with you the same
day.
Me- John, are
you crazy? I cheated on you.
John- Cheating was
because you really like and loved me. “All’s fair in love and war honey”.
Me- This was
what I thought, John. I love you a lot. I missed you so much.
We
proposed in a crowded bus and people in it witnessed and acknowledged this
unusual proposal.
I
was now surrounded by a 360 degree of love marriages. Coz, as I explained
before my family was full of love marriages and I was getting married to a
widower who initially had a love marriage. Thus ends my saga of love marriage.
So, we are family supporting love marriage.
We
all are in search of that “missing someone”. I found mine in a love marriage.
How will you find? Will you arrange the love as I did? Or love the arrange?
Ranju…
