And the Universe Conspired.
Twelve
months have passed and it’s the end of those several days,
We
make our first, yeah our first anniversary day.
A
walk over those many weeks, I see how we bridged those broken ways.
The
walk was not smooth but was tough and testing ways.
It
is our efforts and will to stay together, that brought this day
We
promise to abide by what we have learnt in those several days.
Thank
you sweetheart for finally making it happen this way.
Without
our love and efforts this would never be the day.
As I write this post, I can see
you and our baby sleeping comfortably with both his arms wide stretched. I know
nothing compares to this eternal feeling. We the trio makes it a heaven s den.
The giggle of our baby and our own conversations make it a home sweet home. But
when I turn back the pages of my old diaries I see what not we did to make it
happen this way, our way.
It is not about the saga of
troubles and hardships that we faced and fought with to buy this life. It is
also not about the patience and fortitude that we showed. It is also not about
the guts and courage. It is about a mystical connection that held us together. It
is about an intangible thread of closeness and faith that sailed us to the
island of dreams and existence. It is about the communion. It is about being
soul mates. And when you find the other half of you, nothing pulls you back.
Nothing seems a struggle. Nothing seems big enough except the fact that you
want to be together. We felt this mutually, symbiotically and naturally.
(From the pages of my diary)
“The more I think about you, the farther I get from myself. The more I
dream you, the lesser I see the realities around. If I can touch you I cannot
see you, if I can feel you I cannot leave you; If I can leave you I cannot be
in myself. If it is a dream let it never go of my sleeps. Loving the sleeps I
am into.”
The affinity for each other was
growing intense day by day. I do not remember exactly when we decided to tie
the knots. As for the unfavourable situations and lack of support we had a
silent marriage. A marriage devoid of glitter, luxury, glamour, grandness and
guests. Just you and me and few friends. My brother the only blood relation to
witness the day. We vowed the fundamentals of marriage to be faithful ever and
be there for each other for the everlasting times. The silence of our modest
marriage was eclipsed with the happiness of realization that we were legally
and socially united for life. It was Almighty s gift.
Then what followed were tough
times of the questioning world and our own people. But love is the universal
answer to all that is unsettled and un-understood. We stood tall to face it all
every day, every hour and every minute. Time was doing its magic. Healing and alleviating
all that we thought was big to handle. Our faith and love was strong to deal
with than the people who opposed us. The universe was secretly conspiring our
dreams into reality. Our faith into tangible truths. Our patience into gifts of
life. We were reaching the shore.
And then you happened. Your news
was a step further. A new extension to our identity. A new extension to our
relationship. Someone to our name. Our biggest legacy. A biological Taj Mahal of
our unity and existence. And on 1st September, when I held you for the first
time I knew it was a complete circle of life. You were born to bonafide us; authenticate
our decision to live a life together. You were more than a son to us. You were
a payback for all that we came through, passed through and survived through. So
without a speck of doubt I would like to rechristened this day, my Platinum Day of Love. Because the day is an epitome of our persistence, triumph, faith and everlasting love. The love that never fades with time like Platinum. A day as auspicious and as pious as the metal platinum. A day pure, rare and eternal. And for this day I want to live hundred lives with you.
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Loved the beginning and the expert from your diary. Good luck, Neo :)
ReplyDeleteThank you Saru.. wish u the same.
DeleteIts really a well written piece. Great work. all the best
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DeleteWell written Neo. Happy family. I wish U and Ur family a very happy life ahead and yes, also best of luck for the competition :)
ReplyDeleteThank you Jahid... We have so much in common.
DeleteYes, a platinum day of love isn't necessarily a man and a woman in a relationship... the trigger can be a child. Nice lovable post.
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Very right sir.. Thank you for the appreciation.
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