8 years !!!!

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Today, we have completed 8 years since we became man and wife. And for me this 8 years had been the most important period of my life as it molded me to be the woman of courage from the girl I had been. For the conservative malayali girl getting married at 21 was blissful. I had limited dreams and career aspirations . And I too felt elated and complacent to find the right man. For my Parents, this arranged marriage was the happiest as they didn’t have to worry about the status quo. A marriage without any demands from the groom's side was a relief and assured my safety even I am miles apart. My dad was bit skeptical to marry me off to Mumbai ,for him it was not the city of dreams and was the city of bomb blasts, terror attacks, religious outbursts and riots. Still he consented considering the groom's simplicity and humility. My mom was sad to send off her youngest girl to a far-off city, still happy to get me married at the right time prescribed by her astrologer.

The initial 6-8 months of courtship was all for phone calls. We were two strangers who became friends to life partners. But nothing will help you know each other like when you start living together. We are indeed two different people with hardly anything in common. Like any other girl stepping into marital bliss, I too entered with hopes of roses, kisses , hugs and pure love, only to realize that real life and reel life are completely different. I am  a hardcore romantic whereas he is the exact opposite. I am quite emotional and he is quite unexpressive. I am an avid foodie, he is quite finicky. And the similarities are just that we both are cantankerous and are frugal (he made me frugal indeed) and love movies (even we have differences on our likes ). And of course little R is here . I happily proclaim ours is not a perfect and happily ever after story. There are days I feel I should leave everything and run off to Himalayas. We fight over trivial matters, yell at each other, make up and do lot of grumbling, yet I don’t think anyone else would have the patience to bear each of us in their lives. I realize marriage is game of quite adjustments and compromises. It’s a cohesive bond which has to get thicker, as it ages.

Even with lots of differences, arguments and opinions, we help each other chase our dreams and aspirations. We support each other through thick and thin. Our marriage played the pivotal role in making me a complete person. It made the child-like girl to be the matured woman I am now. It instilled confidence and strength in me to realize my potential. Being from completely different backgrounds, we had our challenges and compromises. But it is our love and trust that keeps our relation going. As they say, Alliances are made in heaven, I thank God for everything.