Read this while you play 'Dark Horse' by David Lanz. Just for dramatic effect.
It was a fairly unremarkable courtship, I hear. Baba had come home from Ghaziabad, taking a break from his bachelor life there, absolutely unaware of what was awaiting him. So when the family sprung it on him that they had picked out a girl for him, his default answer was no. Ma, apparently, didn't care either way. She wanted to work. Married or not.
How they went from there to being married and off to Ghaziabad together in a month is a wonder that I can only marvel about.
It will have been 32 years since that day today. Did they fall in love immediately? No. Did they find their soulmates? I don't think so. But in sickness and in health, in happiness and woe, they have stood stoically together, never wavering. Dad's meningitis, mom's miscarriage, dad's broken leg, mom's broken heart from losing the school she had founded. They vowed never to live apart, come what may. Dad often storms out after fights, always calling me immediately to say 'Take care of ma. I'll take a walk and come right back. I'm not going anywhere'. And no matter if the world falls apart, I know I will find them, wherever they are, together, bound by an incredible bond that has been forged through more than three decades of facing life's troubles and surprises together.
I wouldn't know if they ever looked into each other's eyes and said 'I love you'. But when Baba needs somebody to talk to, take advice from or sometimes complain about the world to, its always Ma. When I asked Ma the one time why she doesn't socialise much or have many friends, she said she had Baba. She didn't need anyone else. Self involved couple? Maybe. But they make me believe that true companionship can spring up from nowhere. And stick for a lifetime.
We speak of arranged marriages with a tone of derision. In my parents I see two people least likely to get married, even less to each other, making a marriage work in the most beautiful relationship that I have seen. Happy 32nd Anniversary, Ma and Baba.
To a couple that made it last. A miracle amongst many others :-)
It was a fairly unremarkable courtship, I hear. Baba had come home from Ghaziabad, taking a break from his bachelor life there, absolutely unaware of what was awaiting him. So when the family sprung it on him that they had picked out a girl for him, his default answer was no. Ma, apparently, didn't care either way. She wanted to work. Married or not.
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| Ma and Baba had 'Love is..' coffee mugs as newlyweds ^_^ |
It will have been 32 years since that day today. Did they fall in love immediately? No. Did they find their soulmates? I don't think so. But in sickness and in health, in happiness and woe, they have stood stoically together, never wavering. Dad's meningitis, mom's miscarriage, dad's broken leg, mom's broken heart from losing the school she had founded. They vowed never to live apart, come what may. Dad often storms out after fights, always calling me immediately to say 'Take care of ma. I'll take a walk and come right back. I'm not going anywhere'. And no matter if the world falls apart, I know I will find them, wherever they are, together, bound by an incredible bond that has been forged through more than three decades of facing life's troubles and surprises together.
I wouldn't know if they ever looked into each other's eyes and said 'I love you'. But when Baba needs somebody to talk to, take advice from or sometimes complain about the world to, its always Ma. When I asked Ma the one time why she doesn't socialise much or have many friends, she said she had Baba. She didn't need anyone else. Self involved couple? Maybe. But they make me believe that true companionship can spring up from nowhere. And stick for a lifetime.
We speak of arranged marriages with a tone of derision. In my parents I see two people least likely to get married, even less to each other, making a marriage work in the most beautiful relationship that I have seen. Happy 32nd Anniversary, Ma and Baba.
To a couple that made it last. A miracle amongst many others :-)
Loved it! :)
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ReplyDeleteI love this. :) Very beautifully written and perfect story to start my morning with. :)
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