Hey All,
Today's true love story comes from an amazing girl who is a friend of mine. A typical obedient, intelligent and studious girl, she never thought she would go against her parents and then one day, when she found her true love, she decided to fight for it. Read on how
Kimi found her love in life. She is now happily married, gave up her job and spends time with her cute son.
Love - Is it worth fighting for?
Love - whenever I think about it, I can only see the huge change in my perspective towards it as I went through various phases of my life. And, after going through this whole journey till now, I can only say that whosoever wrote the lines - "Everything is fair in Love and War", must have been a genius in true sense.
My story goes on in a very normal way. I was born and brought up in a simple middle class orthodox Indian Hindu family and like most of the families belonging to this category; I was destined to get married to the groom chosen by my parents. It was something that I used to take for granted. In fact, now when I think of my views about love in my growing years, I find them quite funny. As a kid, and even as a teenager, I used to think of love to be something that belongs to the books and movies. I could never fathom anything like "Romance" or "Love marriage" or all the "Romeo Juliet" stuff to happen in the real world. They were always fantasies for me.
Even in my adolescence, I had just one crush on a guy I never ever talked to, and it lasted for just 3 months. After that I was busy growing up as super geek girl; someone no guy would ever look at. I was fat, never paid attention to how I looked, hardly combed my hair for 2-3 days. To save my time and energy, I used to put lots of oil in my hair and tie them in two tight knots - you can imagine what a nightmare I might have looked like!
I grew up quite well, topper of everything, got a decent job, went to New York and stayed there for 1 year and then came back to get married to a guy chosen by my dad. Everything was going just fine and as per plan. However, just one month before my marriage, every thing changed!
One of my friends always used to tell me, it is always "Love" that chooses you, and not otherwise. That is why we say people "Fall in love", because it is just as effortless as free-falling. What I think is that you must have a place with good suspension to fall on to; otherwise the harsh surface of real life can definitely knock you out!
Anyways, so coming back to my story, I met a guy casually whom I'd known since childhood but never met or talked to. I knew he was a Christian and my marriage was supposed to be fixed with another Hindu guy of our own caste. I knew that no matter what, this amazingly handsome guy can never fall for me; I knew my family would never ever accept this. ..yet without knowing, without planning, without thinking anything, we both fell in love with each other. It was as if we were hit by Cupid’s bow or something, because he proposed to me just 6 days after meeting me.
We told our families about the same, and there it was like the explosion of a hydrogen bomb. The thing that surprised me most was my attitude towards the entire thing. I had always been a timid, momma's girl all my life. But, my reactions towards all the harsh words and heart breaking talks with my parents, was surprisingly very strong. I was adamant on my decision, and I did everything possible to convince them, despite their spiteful attitude towards me. It took whole 2 years to pacify them and make them accept my decision.
By the end of 2 years, I was totally exhausted with all the fight, yet elated at the success of my love. It was definitely a war, though just verbal one. I can only say, I was lucky enough to have such family that accepted my love and my happiness, even though it took some time. And I stay utterly thankful to the love of my life, who is my husband now for all his support and love to me. He has been my best friend and guardian throughout the whole journey and our bond continues to go strong with each passing day. Just the words “Thank you” fail to express my gratitude for everything!
I feel that life is all about making choices, and you must make them very carefully. But, if there is a choice in life worth fighting for, go for it. There were times when I was quite uncertain about my life and choices, as there was no one I could ask if I was right or not.
What I did then?
I just followed my heart. If your heart agrees to your mind, then simply go for it!
“Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.
You were born with wings, why prefer to crawl through life?
Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance when you're perfectly free.
Let yourself be drawn by the stronger pull of that which you truly love.”
~ Rumi
NOTE: This post is contributed by Kimi who runs a lovely beauty blog, Beauty Diaries and you can read her story in detail here.