WHERE DO I BEGIN… Early one cold November morning, as I lay in bed, my heart was thumping so fast and so loudly I thought my mom lying in the next bedroom would surely hear! I barely slept a wink the night before and in the days of no cell phones the only conversation I had had with Imi was two days ago where I had called him up in Bombay from Bangalore Club. He was leaving on a bus (no…not on a jet plane) to rendezvous with me for what was going to be the most important day of our life. Not yet 18 years old, and Imi was barely 20 we had decided to tie the knot secretly…what with my mom threatening to report us to the cops as we were underage!!! I wore a deep ‘sun kissed’ tomato red sari with a thin line of zari, dabbed on some lip gloss, combed my long hair and nonchalantly got into the car to drive to college (Mount Carmels). While leaving mom commented I looked nice, and I didn’t dare look into her eyes, as I airily waved goodbye. I was off to start a journey with the love of my life! I met Imi at the Bangalore Club; and as I drove in I saw him waiting impatiently for me…my heart did a little skip which ultimately settled at the base of my stomach…As I moved over and he took the wheel we clasped hands tightly so afraid that the old bearers who knew me so well and fondly referred to me as ‘Missy Baba’ would see and perhaps tell somebody who would tell somebody and somebody would tell my parents! We drove to college where my two lecturers Ms Punitha and Ms Bharat Raj Singh were waiting with my two besties (who are still my besties to date), and drove straight to the Arya Samaj (next to Bangalore Central). The ceremony was beautiful and short with Imi struggling to sit in his Pierre Cardin pants and Pierre Cardin shirt and socks (he was ‘Dubai’ returned you see). My teachers gave me away and signed as witnesses and our journey began… With flowers in my hair and sindhoor on my forehead (it made my Bong heart sing) we drove back to my farm, where we broke the news to my mom who immediately booked a ‘lighting call’ to my dad who was travelling. Imi’s mom and family were informed and everybody’s only objection was that we were too young…well we knew from the time we set eyes on each other that all we wanted to do was to be together (hormones not-withstanding)!! Today we celebrate 37 years together, my heart still skips a beat when I see him, and his brown eyes melt when he sees me….we have two gorgeous children that the Universe has gifted to us…Alisha is getting married to a man who is so much like her father and Adnan is so much like me. We live by the adage that all you need is love…my parents defied all norms and got married and spent their life times together…Imi’s mom gave up everything for love…and I have been desperately unflinchingly and unconditionally loved all my life…Love you Jaanu, and I lets dive into this phase of our life with the same passion energy and that special ‘love;’
Posted on: Fri, 21 Nov 2014 18:25:28 +0000
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