True Story: Love Makes Life Beautiful

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Today's true love story comes from a very loyal reader of Womanatics and I call her R. This is her story in her own words.

I read the post written by jasmine and I had bout of feelings that was refreshing and soothing. I don’t know how to explain it. But I also felt a desire to send you my story too. And Here it is..

What would you say to a girl who looks good but still has inferiority complex about her looks without a reason. That is me. I am a south Indian and very fair and tall which is quite enviable in north Indian beauty standards but undesirable in my south Indian community.

Since childhood, I had an inferiority complex about the way I looked. With time and age, the complex only grew. All throughout the school and college, I was the tallest of all and that made me feel worse about myself. Guys often used to comment upon me - 'poor girl, her parents would have a hell of a time to find an equally tall partner for her'. I felt disgusted.

At a point in college, I had come to believe that I would never find love in life. That I was not made for me. That romantic stories would never happen to me. With such thoughts and content, I remained focused on my studies. But even though my grades were always on the top, my self esteem about my personality touched the ground and denied to budge from there. I was still the same - thick long hair always worn in the same style, eyebrows still untouched, no threading, no make-up and no grooming.

I conveniently called myself an ugly duckling and had no dreams of any prince charming. I came to college and also joined a professional course. There a friend casually told me that a guy called A, was quite impressed by me. I heard him but later shrugged it off thinking impressed by me? ohh no.. thats just not possible. Also, I thought of it as another sad joke by people.

One day, A started a conversation with me. It was a normal talk about studies. Slowly the conversations increased, we spent more time together. This time made me a little conscious about myself. I got my eyebrows done, cut my locks and groomed myself a bit.

He expressed his feelings couple of times but I, still dealing with a major complex, decided to stay 'just friends' with him.

One day, he went on a picnic with his friends. The place had no internet connection and no mobile signals. Habituated to him, I tried his no but in vain. Those 6 days were extremely restless for me.

Truly they say 'distance makes hearts grow fonder'. He came back from the picnic and we confessed our love for each other.

6 beautiful years have passed since then. He is a MBA graduate working in Chennai and I also have a successful career.

When I look back at my life beyond these 6 years, I dont myself there. Because I have changed. We both have evolved. Particularly, I see myself growing as a person. In this growth, my inferiority complex has not vanished, it has seeded a strong confidence in me.

And I give every single credit of that to him. He has been a mentor, lover and my most trusted friend. This year we are celebrating our 6th anniversary. I don’t know what to gift him on the occasion.

We are not married and we know very well that we will have strong opposition from both the families as he is a tamilian and I am a kannadiga. I don’t know about our life in future. But for now, I am totally in love with him.

His love has made my life beautiful and he makes me feel beautiful! :)

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