101 and still going strong - No this is not a cricketer’s individual score but 101 lovely married days. She might beg to differ that not all the 101 days were lovely. It all started nearly 3 years ago as a good friendship, turned into a one sided love (crush?) and then the rest is history. Nov 1, 2004 was earmarked as the D-Day for us to tie the knots. It was a match between two individuals who have nothing in common. We didn’t have any common taste and in fact we had contradicting taste. She loves to listen to Ilayaraja’s music whereas I prefer A. R. Rahman. She is on the quieter side and quietness and I are poles apart. I love to be a politician (honest politician) and she hates politics and has strictly told that if I enter politics, I need to choose between her and politics. If I start listing out the difference in our tastes, then it will run more than a normal blog size. This caused a lot of problems in us. We used to have petty fights which usually grow into a big one and then both of us won’t talk to each other for a while. But this time frame is maximum 5 minutes, because after that one of us would end up pacifying the other and it invariably turned out that she ends up pacifying me more often than I do (and I enjoyed it a lot).
When I look back at the days passed, I wonder how we managed to pull it together. The initial few days of marriage went in settling the house and adjusting ourselves to the new lifestyle. Even during this time, there were lot of arguments and differences in the way we want our house to be. The next few days were really horrible. We were approaching our first month of married life and we had a terrible time. We used to fight regularly and in fact daily and I was the culprit for most of them. We are in the same office which means that we were forced to see each other and in turn end up spending 24 hrs with each other which further increased the number of fights. This was a turbulent phase in our life. I used to think that we had lesser fights when we were just lovers. That was a good part of our life when we had nothing to worry but everything to enjoy. This turbulence got over soon and then the real fun started. We settled into a good rhythm and our understanding improved further. We started to think in other person’s shoes and this reduced a lot of misunderstandings and fights though not fully. During this period she ventured a lot into cooking and I was the guinea pig. We had Chinese food, Gujarati food, good south Indian food and so on and so forth. It was like visiting a different restaurant everyday. She liked to cook for me and I loved to eat (What else do you need).
We are settled now and have crossed 100 days but I still wonder as to what keeps us together. Probably this is what they call as love. Irrespective of the differences in taste, we love each other madly and would do anything for the other person. Thanks to god for giving me such a wonderful, sweet and loving wife. (Read her version here)