Real Life Tales

Also, after he met my parents...he would have dinner at my place then again go home and eat dinner at his house just so his mom didn't get mad at him for seeing me and eating at my house alomst every other day...he would get so full that after a while he stopped eating during the day so he can accomade two meals at night...LOL...it was so sweet of him. He didn't tell me about this until much later.

we spend so much money on the phone in two years that my boss told me that would he known that I spend that much money on phone he wouldn't had given me that much salary.............and he called me email queen all the time specially if he saw me working o0n computer as he knew we email eachother so much........................we still laugh about it as if we have saved the money during those phone calls and would had put them in dotcom stocks we would be millionare write now.....................looks crazy but is very true...........

thanks hearing me out.......

Once he had to go to abroad for three weeks for work related stuffs. We had never been separated for more than a few hours. We constantly see each other, be it to talk or simply sit in companionable silence doing our own thing. But we have to see each other everyday for sure. I was really upset. He left and when I went back home, he had hidden sweet notes and gifts everywhere in my house. My favourite chocolate, books, movies, he had uploaded all my favourite music on my ipod, teddy bear with his tie on and waft of his perfume to keep me company, his ring and he would have post it notes everywhere and in there the reply to the question I would have probably asked if he was there or funny sweet nothings.

Every morning at 9 am my time he would call me and play a different love song and then we would chat for a few hours. One morning I found my dad holding the receiver at around 8.45 in the morning and looking very puzzled. Turns out my husband had called a few minutes early, said hello to my dad and thinking that I was now on the phone was playing "Unchained Melodies" for him. My dad was screaming hello, hello at the top of his voice ... not sure what was happening. It was very funny at that time ... especially since my parents and his parents were not on speaking terms and my parents were not sure if I was doing the right thing by marrying into his family. I kept teasing my husband that now that he had me, he was trying to woo my dad.

I spent the Monday attending all the lectures and remembering him .....realising sadly that now i wud be seeing him after a week.........total, 15 days . At 4 in the afternoon my college ended and when I walked out of the college gates and turned on the roads I heard running footsteps behind me and a tap on the shoulder ........jolted , I turned around to see if it was an eve teaser as that locality was a little shady ........but imagine my surprize to see the panting face of my sweaty hubby !

After he had taken breaths . he told me that they had left at dawn , travelled three hours to reach the fort......started the climb on the steep hill and half way thru the climb he had told his best friend that he was turning back . He had simply not been able to focus or enjoy the hike as he wudn't be seeing me for a total of 15 days . His buddies had rigged and teased him and given him practical advice that now even if u travel three hours and go she will have left college and gone home [ in that case he wudnt be able to meet me as my mom didnt know about us then].......but my husband had said stubbornly I don't know , I must go bas . Without waiting for the train etc he had flagged a truck and travelled the distance in two and a half hours , and made it to the college to find the classrooms empty as it had dispersed and so taking a chance he had run like crazy on the route that I took home and spotted me in the crowd in the rain .

Need I describe the immense satisfaction , joy , and bliss i experienced.......the feeling of love as a woman as I heard it all standing on the road in the rain hugging my books to my chest ? We both quietly went to our normal meeting place ......the bus stop behind the college where we rested against the poles , standing , and talked like we talked every Monday........me describing all events vividly , chattering to the dozen , while he hmmed and hawed , smoking occasionally and smiling at my enthusiasm . Hardly a word from him .......our conversations always were him listening and me talking . He speaks very little , but when it is necessary . Sometimes I wud halt , pull his sleeve and say " you also talk na....how quiet Ur !!' And he wud smile and say , No u go on , I like to hear u talk .

That day , I decided to bear my mom's anger and stayed for an extra hour at the stop as he had come to meet me bearing so much travel and trouble and lied to my mom that I went to a friends's house after college to study ........sorry for forgetting to inform her in the morning . Mom was tallking sharply from the kitchen about my irresponsible behaviour and about how worried she had been , and I was stupidly smiling in the balcony and wondering if he had reached home and how wonderful that particular Monday had been . It had taught me what being in love was all about .