Originally posted by: Perfectionist2
Dear Kalyani,Excellent! so we are discussing LOVE????❤️ (yeah I added a emoticon to make it look cute.😆)You are really asking one love struck, story writer who makes butterflies exist in woman's stomach and also make then talk to describe LOVE!Great ! You are as crazy as it gets then just as I am. See you picked a wrong woman to talk about love, I live, breathe and thrive on love and romance. I sigh and day dream about all things romantic just as a stockbroker would about share market.I am a romantic from my hair to my undies to my toe nails. But more on that later.So yes I think love is all that google told you - even one or a few or all of them if you feel towards another person it is love.I would say this though - If your husband came home and looked very quiet or aloof one day, you want to know why especially even after 6-7 years - then that may be love.When your son was born and your husband took him in his arms and smiled. If you smiled with him - then that is love.If you had a fight and are pissed and you need a person to shout or yell to just prove you are right or for him to think you are right - then that is love.You said about staying alone, I do that too. It is my ME TIME.I am not going to preach love lessons and I am no expert. You are the judge of whether love exists for you or not. You will find it if you want to look for it and you won't look for it if you don't want to find it.Coming to my views about love.I don't write about anything I don't know. I don't write erotica or mature if I have no experience or practice.😉And I don't write love stories if I don't believe in love. SO you know The Butterflies is a love story.You have shared your story so I think it is only fair I share mine.When I was 19 years old, there was this guy I had known just for a one month and we were not direct friends, but friends of friends. Sexual tension was sizzling.This guy first time we got a chance to be alone, didn't say I love you, he said Marry Me! I said Fcuk Off! we were different is all aspects, North and South. From characteristics, to family, culture, religion. Everything, I knew my parents would never agree so I said NO.But somehow after one week we kissed and he asked me again to marry him. I said no. Saying we will not see each other ever or be in the same group of friends even. This was our break up even before anything happened.The next 48 hours. I avoided thinking of him, I ate, drank, slept as usual and life was just fine. Then I saw him again 2 days later, waiting for me outside my Uni. I felt complete. I felt my butterflies again, my stomach clenched and my heart raced. I just wanted to run and hug him and kiss the hell out. I didn't.He again asked me to Marry him. This time he said he will wait as long as I want. We were just friends, no sex, no kissing. no making out - I decided and he agreed very seriously.OK so he lied within one week- we kissed again and made out.I used to break up with him every week and he used to patch up with me the next day.Then after one year he told me he was going over seas and I cant see him anymore, There was only one way, I marry him and come along with him.So I said yes on impulse only. Because the thought of him going away was making me all emotional and stupid.He spoke to his parents and they agreed to give us their blessings, my parents didn't. The date was fixed. And say tomorrow morning 10 AM was the wedding, I had a panic attack at 6 PM the night before. So I called him and said Sorry I can't marry you. He waited and said He wished the best for me, to be happy.I said sorry and we broke up. This time I meant business, final I will not see him again. At 3 AM, I called him again and he came to meet me outside my apartment sneaking from my parents. I said I will marry him. He agreed. The next morning I reached the wedding hall at 11AM instead of 10AM.He was till waiting for me. - Then I knew I was in love. Truly Madly deeply. Life is not perfect but it is with him.You spoke of attraction- yes attraction lasts for 1 year or 2 years. I know my Man for last ten. I still feel the hots. And he is no stud, he is plain and simple and quiet. But he is mine.My life is full of fcukery shit that I don't like to talk about but he is with me. And I think I am the lucky one because I am a giant pain in the ass and he still bears me all sometimes with a frown but mostly with a smile.So there is my essay as to why I think Love exists for me. And that is why I write love stories because if you are looking for love, I don't want you to give up hope just yet.If you are not looking for love, Hey I still write a good story sometimes, so I am told.I have felt my butterflies so I write about them.😃LoveJuliet
hai juliet,
i had so many thoughts to share after i read ur reply...
once again here i am sharing the story... hope i am not dragging,,,,,,,,
so the story starts around last night.. 9.15 pm...
i was browsing using my mobile... to look up for ur reply...
there it was... i was reading it. and my son is watching..NICK...
one thing i never like miss is Qubool hai... unless my husband is very angry... at that time... that happened only once so far...
but yday... i was so engrossed in reading ur reply... the time was way past 9.35... and i suddenly i realised .. and then changed it to Zee... after convincing my son. which he didnt agree...but i did...
my thoughts were there in ur reply...
i did say...that... if i feel all the above... then i am in love with my husband... ofcourse i feel it...
what ever u have said...
I would say this though - If your husband came home and looked very quiet or aloof one day, you want to know why especially even after 6-7 years - then that may be love.
When your son was born and your husband took him in his arms and smiled. If you smiled with him - then that is love.
If you had a fight and are pissed and you need a person to shout or yell to just prove you are right or for him to think you are right - then that is love.
all the above exists in our relationship... it is more then what is above said... much more...
my story..again.. happened yday...
we had a get together in my home.. we live I floor.. and my in laws in the ground floor...
when guys.. come together...u know what they do...
so BIL.. and our cousins are at home... so i tried to bring the sleeping mat from the loft in our bedroom... my son is sleeping in the bed...i am clumsy person... very careless... there was cover in the loft... as i was pulling the mat...boom the.. cover fell.down.. it was a costly bottle of whisky... kept up there... shattered within the plastis cover... so i took it o the kitchen... and filtered it with the small hole in the cover...(good girl isnt)
my husband...came there... including me we were 5 adults there...
he didnt raise his voice...(one thing i love about him... in the presence of others... how much angry he is...he wont show... he hardly get angry at me too...very rare...too)...
H: always careless... it is costly bottle.. suppose to be given as a gift to a client of his..
i silently agree... bcoz mistake is mine... though.. not intended to do...
H:.. what would have happened if it fell on reethwick(my son)...
once again valid point... but he was not that close to the place were it fell... but didnt counter argue... like i always do.once again mum from me...
he moved to other room... here i am filtering... my cousin out of curiosity... took the paper bad inside the plastic bag in his hand.. and looked at them... none of us realised the paper bag is soak... wet...
and i was sitting exactly down to that...
the paper tore... whole glass piece fell on my hand...not much damage to my hand... but lot of small piece stuck in my hand.. so BIL.. took the broom from me.. and cleaned thE MESS... as i came into the hall... holding my hand.. aloof.. my husband was next to me asked what happened...
and took my hand under the light... and checked my hands... for anymore glass pieces... r u hurt... then anger everything was gone...it was pure concern to see if i am hurt... and an explanation to me...
it doent matter u broke the bottle... i am not worried about it... imagine.. if one of u got hurt... it could have fell on u. or on him...
ur reply was there somewhere running in the back of my mind...if this concern is love... then i am in love with concern my husband shows for me... i always loved(all the meaning of google included) him... didnt want to call it as love...why..???
as i move into the bedroom... only to see my husband cleaned the mess on the floor... and left the windows open... to let the odour out... so it doesnt disturb my son... then once again.. i am love with his love for our son... he pampers my son more then me... to the extent... my son blackmails... me saying if i dont let him watch nick... he will call his father over the phone to complain...
today morning... busy day. i went to him... when i have doubt on anything... he is the one i ask... mostly(99%)...
Me:... do u love me...
H:.. ofcourse i do...
Me:.. hmm..
H:.. see... i do everything.. for u... i care for u... bcoz i love u...
Me: then what is love...
he looked at me once again... something like this he knows...
H:... it is affection i feel for u... bcoz of the affection... i tend to show i care... for u... and concern for u...and in turn... i just expect the same from u... i.e love...what do we call the translation for love in our native.. anbu(tamil)
H:... now happy... i.e love... which we feel for each other... when u surprise me with a cup of coffee... without myself asking for it the morning is love... bcoz u care...
i really had so many thoughts and views.. which i wanted to share... but somehow.. whatever my husband... said.. kinda of put into a nutshell...isnt..
so i am hopelessly in love❤️ with my husband... as his is with me... but yeah u r right,... ours is also a love story too... ...
if the above all says...love...then may be it is...
one more thing to share
And I think I am the lucky one because I am a giant pain in the ass and he still bears me all sometimes with a frown but mostly with a smile.
the above words i truly agree with u...mine is too... but more with a frown.. less with smile...but ...but i am lucky... which my first brother always tells me... u r so lucky to have a husband like deva...
coming back to your love story...i am so happy for u... u found ur soulmate ...lovely... it does look like a fairy tale for me...love at first sight...so it does exist..isnt... i am really really curious to know... to know why ur husband asked u to marry him on the first meet... what made him say that... i am sure he should have shared with u... if it is ok with u.. do share with us...
I am in love with ur story... As much as I am with ur butterflies... I sincerely pray ...for u both...when things are tough... if we have our loved once next to u... it is easy to bear it...
Once again to both our love stories ( u made me call mine as love story too)
for u
Destiny made u fall in love... then get married to ur love...
For me...
Destiny made me marry the person... whom with time I fell in love with...
To share a personal secret... I don't remember.. when I openly said I love u to my husband... of course I ask him the same question...once in a while... He always answers me.. yes he does love me... I believe I have shared with u.. my marriage is an arranged one...
I was literally brain washed by my brother(the best friend in my life 1 %) for marriage... I was not interested.. in the whole of marriage...
Looking at the page... I have written a very long one... then the previous... and also contradicting... In terms...why don't I openly acknowledge it...I do have few reasons...
Will share it with u... ...very soon...
This thought always helps... Me...to cope with...anything
.god gives pain to a person... bcoz that person has the capacity to bear it... when he gives u the pain... He gives u the strength to bear it to..
Here I am concluding my essay...saying... my words...again
Every love story is extraordinary for the lovers of the story...
(looking forward to know marks i got for my essay i have written😆)
Like to hear from u too..
kalyani
Note:.. would like to know... Why u didn't leave a like in my post...and also assuming i havent wasted ur time...
and so far i have edited this... 3 times...😆
and to all the others... who have read... juliet personal love story... do please give the credit to me...😆 bcoz our conversation... made her share her own love story with us...
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