Super Six!

We had assumed a few months were all it would take. But the wait is still on even after six long years… This was the day when I walked out of my cocoon clutching his hand, with dreams unlimited. Least did I know then that I would not return to my home even once in the next six years. The home, that presented me my existence in this world and first 20 golden years of my life! I left the people who meant (and still mean) the world to me and chose to flee and create a different world of my own. People drew several conclusions from this event but the unanimous one would be that I loved the guy more than my parents. I beg to differ. Can one compare in any way a girl’s love for her man v/s her parents? I don’t think so. My Dad was the first man in my life I fell in love with. Why then did I abandon my parents and went along a stranger whom I had hardly even met? I thought that I will get back my parents’ love in a matter of time, but if I lose this guy, I would be losing him for life. Infidelity is something neither my dad nor I can tolerate. And here I am today six years since that Black day in our lives… Fingers refuse to uncross, heart denies to seize hoping, may be just may be for the first time in his life, dad would forgive the person who betrayed his trust…

I would like to also take this opportunity to write a letter to Abbas, as I have never done one in this blog.

Abbas,

Can you believe it’s been six years since we got married? We started a new life together, and created two beautiful lives on this journey. We have outdone all the goals we set for ourselves when we dreamt of our union. Happy, although we are, contentment evades us even today. The picture is still incomplete without my family. Several people ask me even today if I’m happy in this marriage. How do I explain to them what you mean to me? Marrying you gave me a re-birth. I am a completely transformed personality today. And I can confidently say that it holds true with you too.

Even though we had a virtual courtship, I took to my new environment and family effortlessly like fish takes to water. The credit must undoubtedly go to you who knew how to maintain a balance. I still remember the golden words you told me on our first night together – ‘Don’t try to please anyone or be extra nice. Just be the way you are coz you are not a guest in this home. You are here to stay’ It actually did the trick. The in-laws knew where to limit their expectations of me and accepted me the way I am.

When the matter of practicing religious norms came into picture, you again exhibited such a mature way of striking a balance between your pious dad and your non-believer-of-religious-ways-of-worship wife. You handled it with immense grace.

 You have stood by me through all the hurdles and hardships that I underwent. You have shed tears with me unable to stop my tears over hundreds of night in the first few years of marriage. You have been the father, mother, brother, sister and every other person I missed or remembered all the while. I can never forget my pregnancy days which made me see a different side of you. I could sense the envy in Ma too when she asked why it was necessary for you to accompany me to every routine visit to the doc! Taking care of me was on top priority for you then. Not that you don’t take care of me now, but you have two other female characters in your life which hog your priority list.

During the post natal days, it was only you and I alone who nursed the babies through the night. Even though you were working then, you would wake up to nurse them just to let me catch up on some sleep.

When we decided to go ahead with a job offer that I got from Chennai, people mocked at you taunting that you are letting your wife go ahead with an opportunity that was far better than what you were having then. The only question you asked them back which shut them off was – ‘Would you have asked the same question had I got the opportunity?’

You have lived upto everything you promised before marriage (except for the quitting smoking bit which you took a couple of years to accomplish) The only setback in our unification is the lack of my family’s approval. But other than that, not even for a passing moment in these six years did I regret having married you. We were certainly meant to be together forever as one.