I was that type of girl who never believed in 'love at first sight'. Isn't it as simple as that? Love is a serious thing, that changes the life. So first sight was not enough for me to fall in love. I was never ready to ruin that serious thing called 'love'. I was ready to wait. Ready to wait for the Mr. Perfect when I was not even close to perfect. But this waiting was never easy. Watching my friends with their boyfriends, stealing kisses very often, updating their relationship status , I started doubting myself. Man, when I will fall in love? It's that ever going to happen?
And irony is that I never fell in love.
I completed MBA. Parents were happy. But still I was searching for my love. Parents started asking if I have someone in life. Such a cool parents I have, you see. Because according to them it was the time I should think about marriage. And I could not give any answers. How could I say that I don't have any boyfriend? It was embarrassing. It was. At least for me. I was pretty enough, smart, educated but without any boyfriend. Relatives told my mom that she was lucky to have such daughter who doesn't have boyfriends. And they said it's all because of their sanskar. My foot.
Time passed. I told my parents that I was still not ready to be married. I needed some time more. But it was scaring for me. I knew I couldn't deny more. Every parents dreams about their daughter marriage. My parents were not different. They were worried, to see my casualness. And I was sad to see them like that. So I finally took the decision. I did put the full stop in my searching of love. True love.
And through the newspaper, my rishta was fixed. A top business man of the town, Reyaansh Singhania , CEO of GC industry. I wanted to cry. It was exactly opposite of what I ever wanted. I wanted a guy who will read novel with me at the late night, novels like Fifty shades of grey', and also novels like The Notebook', sometimes who will talk dirty that'll make me blush.
An arrange marriage is something i never imagined happening with myself. But it happened and I cried silently just before one day of my marriage. I cursed everyone. I cursed god . I cursed that Reyaansh Singhania, who knew nothing about me but was ready for the marriage.
And the marriage happened and I turned Kriya Singhania from Kriya Ghai. Sigh.
I was scared. Yes. I didn't know him. Was not ever aware about his likes and dislikes, so how we would live together it was beyond my understanding. What if he tried to get physical. So the night of our marriage day I sat on the bed biting my lips with fear. I was surprised that none gave me the milk that I was supposed to give him. Interesting. I thought about lactose intolerance'. Yes I thought about such weird thing. That night the conversation between me and Reyaansh was like this...
"Oh, sorry, you are still awake? It's just I was little busy with my friends. Hope you didn't mind', he said while opening the tie and keeping his wrist watch near the dressing table.
I had no idea what to say. I wanted to scream. I wanted to cry. Which man asks his wife on the first night that why she is awake? TELL ME. Please.
"It's okay. I was awake because I wanted to ask you which side of the bed you would prefer", I said calmly. Like his presence didn't bother me a bit. And it didn't.
"What? Which side of the bed? You have some specific side to sleep?", he said making such a face like I have said something very wrong. "No, I have no such favorite side. You can sleep where you want. And go and change, Kriya. I'm sure you won't be comfortable wearing this heavy dress."
And I went to change. And that night I realized one thing that he was totally different from me. I could not see a single book in his room. That was the first thing I noticed. And I felt like crying to have someone in my life who was not even interested in reading.
Time passed like that. One side of the marriage was good. Reyaansh's parents loved me like their own daughter. Their son was so busy in his life that they would accompany me in my shopping. And it was fun. I started to think that life is not that bad at all.
Reyaansh was not romantic. Not even close to it. But we were comfortable with each other. Because mutual respect was there. I was always little casual about life and everything, and he was opposite. He wanted everything to be perfect. And after some time I realized that business is something that Reyaansh couldn't live without. Just like I couldn't sleep without reading books , he could not spent a single day without meeting, without his office. I have read somewhere that you shouldn't stop someone from something which they love to do. So, I never tried to poke my nose in his professional life. I accepted it like that.
Weekends was the time when Reyaansh me and his parents used to go in short trips. He never missed any weekend trips. Those two days ; Saturday and Sunday was for us. For his family. No meetings, no office talks. And I didn't know how it started, but I started to looking forward to the weekend.
He never forced me in anything. Neither in physical relationship nor joining his office. We were two mature person, perfectly aware about our physical need. So we decided to take the next step , specially me. I was glad that I took that initiative. My man was totally opposite in bed. He was dominating most of the time, but I got my chance also. Chemistry is a terrible thing, sometimes it sparks between two polar opposite people. And somewhere it sparked between us. We were aware about it. Though I was not sure about love.
And today is our first marriage anniversary. And I am working in office like a lunatic, because we have to complete this project today. And I can see through the glass partition that Reyaansh is totally busy in his office work. How it actually sounds?
One year is not a small time. It gave us three sixty five days to spent with each other.So what will be the report card of this marriage? Fail or pass? It's the time to think. Obviously this marriage was not exactly close to what I wanted. I didn't get my Mr.Right. But if I see the opposite side of the coin I also got something which I never expected. He doesn't read romance novels with me, but I know when I fall asleep he is the one who takes the book from my hand and place my head on the pillow and covers me with the bed sheet. He doesn't talk dirty that'll make me blush. But the things he does, makes my toe curl. We don't go restaurant very much, but I know my husband is a good cook. And when me, mom and dad praise him for those outstanding dish he makes, the smile of him makes me happy. And for this little happiness I can give damn to those restaurants.
Feeling tired, I just take the newspaper from the table and the headline catches my attention. It's about marital rape and how a woman wants divorce from her husband but he and his family are not ready because they don't feel anything wrong in it. Someone.Please. Kill. Bas***ds like this.
And I look back at my husband who is still busy in reading those office papers like it's an erotic novel, and I suddenly I feel extremely lucky to have him. At least I have got a person who respects me and doesn't ever force me in anything. This arrange marriage gifted me another mom and dad. This marriage gifted me peace, a sweet home and an understanding person who will always listen to me no matter what I say. I just feel tears in my eyes. This is love? Or this is happiness?
I just take a blank paper from the table and start to write ...
"I hate you for forcing me to come office today. I really do. But as of now I want to give you the answer of the question you asked me last night that if I love you. Errm. I don't know. I just know I care for you enough to sit in your office at 8pm trying to complete the project you have as today is the last day we have. If that's called love. Then Yes. You told me yesterday that our's story is a half baked love story. And my mom says that her 'damaatji' is a good cook. So I think I trust you enough to bake the other half also. Can you do that? For me? For us?..." , I smile and take my phone to thank my parents. I don't know for what.
As of now I'm happy with my half baked love story. Finally I have a boyfriend. Oops. Sorry husband. I just open the facebook and change my relationship status. From 'married' to 'in a relationship with Reyansh Singhania'. And boom! Within a minute I get a notification. 'Reyaansh Singhania liked your relationship status.'
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I tried to write something on Kriyaansh, who are in college. But I couldn't write. So I picked up this topic. 😆 Sometimes we don't feel satisfied with what we have. But who knows if its actually the best we have. Do review it. :)
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