I met this guy some 11 years ago and it took me a whole year and a little more to realise I had fallen in love with him. That we were meant to be was obvious right from the start: providence had played a part in bringing us together and no amount of resistance could have changed that! Thankfully, there never was any resistance. Once we had discovered each other, the pieces of the jigsaw puzzle we call life kept falling into place, effortlessly! And the picture was complete when we tied the knot – less than 4 years ago!
He was a stranger who seemed so familiar, I talked to him for almost an hour the first time I ever spoke to him! He was gentle, sensitive, patient, interesting, caring. And a friend. I oscillated between liking and disliking him for those same reasons till I grew up to realise, well, love isn’t just about liking the person you see before you; it is about accepting the things you dislike in him as well.
I don’t know what he liked in me, I don’t know if even HE knows it. But I still love to talk to him, even after all these years. I still want him to listen to me like he did the first time we’d met.
The last decade has been a delicious mixture of sugar and spice. We’ve had our share of fights, tears and misunderstandings, but as I said, we’ve survived and our love for each other is still intact. Yes, it has changed, like everything else in Nature: in its tone and colour, intensity and vigour and I can’t pretend I wouldn’t want it to be just the way it was so many years ago when I fell in love with a lanky boy who was so unlike me in everything, you’d be surprised! But what we have now is different, it’s special and it’s still love!