Indian marriage ceremony do not last for the day, they go on for days. Its seems like an endless series of poojas and rituals. There is always someone lecturing you about the way things are to be done and not to be done.
Married on 29th May 2011, the next 4 days were spent in different poojas and visiting temples. The house was filled with guest and there was hardly a private moment.
Amu, yes I will call her “Amu” here, short for her name given by me. I did not have problem with her earlier name but she wanted it changed so Amu it is.
She took over the responsibilities from day 1 and from the next day went on a cleaning spree. No matter how much she tried, 35 years of mess was not to be cleared in a single day. After all, Rome wasn’t built in a day and neither was my room cleaned in a single day.
5 days without going out and I decided to take her out. She wanted to go out no matter for what reason.
On Friday evening, 5 days after we became husband and wife, we stepped out of the house as Husband and wife. We had gone out many times before marriage. We met after offices trying to savour what little time we got between office and the time she needed to go home in the evening.
But this was different. It had been 5 days together in a house but rarely together. It had just rained as we went to the railway station.
Before marriage, I had to push her to talk with me doing most of the talking. She said she did not have any topic to talk.
But on that Friday she talked. She spoke about us, about the house. Hand in hand we walked on the streets oblivious of the surrounding like it was the most natural thing to do. We shopped for vegetables for the house and had dinner together in a restaurant.
As the clock ticked past 10.00 PM, she did not want to go home. So we walked on the road near our house. People were retiring for the day and we had been talking for hours now, flirting with each other, discussing the past and the future and just laughing at silly jokes.
I always wondered with a lifetime to live, what do husbands and wife actually talk with each other? How do they decide on the topics?
I am still learning but I guess you just learn it on the way and even if you don’t try hard, words do find a way between you both.
As we walked side by side, the feeling finally sank in. The feeling of having the special someone permanently by your side. All these years maybe I had waited for this moment, maybe not said it aloud but waited. I looked at her as she was still chattering away. She looked at me and smiled. Even with all the weight in our hands, we smiled.
I am looking forward to a life of memories to be cherished and hopefully we might build one. I don’t aim for a great story but a simple one will do.
As for life, its just starting!
Title based on a famous Marathi Song. Don’t know when she will be reading it but not now.