Influenced
by my parents I took admission in computer engineering, my creative side got
faded by my books and suffocated to death. I survived long enough through the
semesters to get a job from the campus itself. The money was surely good. And
my girlfriend Bina became the happiest person at that moment. At last after
4years of grinding through eight semester I had life which I liked, “We will
marry soon, sharpen your cooking skills” I often pulled her leg with inane
questions and discussions about marriage.
“Let the marriage happen first” she would always smirk.
“Let the marriage happen first” she would always smirk.
Bina and
I were together since school. Though it started as a random friendship none of
us realized when did we became the stars of each other’s eyes. And now after 10
years of dating they finally found a reason to talk to their parents. With this
job Akash knew, that his life is just about to start.
“You
will marry a school teacher” my parents argued “love doesn’t pay bills, nor
they make good families.” And that’s how my first meeting with my parents went.
This was just one side of the story. One the other side Bina got one Rishta
from a well settled US citizen. Obviously her parents got all the reasons to
reject me and that’s how our proposal got rejected.
And then started our
year long battle with our parents to prove our love. We weren’t naïve (as
suggested by our parents) and we surely couldn’t imagine our lives without each
other. Of course parents consent was important. So the decision was made, we
won’t marry each other, but we won’t ever marry anyone else too. And after two
years that’s the only thing that got our parents to say yes for our
relationship.
I didn’t see her for two
years. They say long distance doesn’t always work, I say you don’t have to make
things work, and distance no matter how long it is seems too small when you are
in love. I still remember her walking down the aisle, for me she was my sun, my
moon, my galaxy for that matter. May be that’s how the earth feels when the
rain falls on her after a long waiting. “I will always love you, no matter
what” and that’s my little wedding story.
By: Rajal Brahmbhatt
IIM Amritsar
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