Falling in love was one thing that I had anticipated from the time I started understanding hindi movies (I was not allowed to watch English flicks, I still am not, with my parents around) and then came the books, the Fairy tales always had the Prince Charming rescuing the damsel in distress, stuck in the tall tower.
Ofcourse, later I graduated to more mature matter, where there was love, but of a different sort.
And, finally when I did find love (that was after I believed, that I had found 'The One' almost 3 times before) it was completely unexpected. Yeah, I mean, who falls in love with the words first and then the writer... ohkay I think that is what happens actually.
It has not been a fairy tale at all. As a matter of fact, I am mostly distressed coz of him (not that I mind that!) but yeah, it is love. And surprisingly, this was not the fate that I had anticipated for us... I was a cynic and had been in love before, only not to be loved back.
In almost lil over a month- Shayon and I complete five years of being together. And, I have already said this a zillion times before that I can still feel my first kiss right here in my heart. Oh, and as the ritual has it, we will most probably end up having an argument on that day, but then, duhu, that is the way we are.
We have grown to love each other by accepting the different people that we are, and that is what have made us stick together I guess.
You know, what I am really trying to say- is that, it is always great to know that there someone, who cares, beyond all boundaries of how you look, how much you earn, and whether you fart after dinner or not. And it took me 19 years to find that someone.
I love you Sweetheart...
PS: I have no clue, why this post came up.