We recently completed 10 years of married life and I have been itching to write about it. Anyone who is or has been married even once, would know that marriage is the most complex relationship. All other relationships are either tied by blood, or have the freedom to walk out easily when things get rough, but marriage is different from all of them. Our marriage has been no different and hence it took me a long time to put my thoughts together on it.
To start with, we had a love marriage, in an age, where it was not very common. Both side of parents graciously accepted and we landed together under the same roof having no clue about relationships. All we had common in between then (and now) is immense love for each other. Since then, we have been on a roller coaster of emotions and have survived without killing each other. At the same time, as we put each new misunderstanding behind us, our respect for each other has grown immensely.
In difficult times, I have many times questioned, why the hell did I have to love him of all the people. Was it looks, was it the mind, was it the money/education/the family/the heritage or was it the fact that there were three other girls fighting for his attention? What was it that made me take the big leap? Honestly, I never found a reason why I fell in love with him and having known him for 13 years now, I still don’t know.
In a way, I am glad not having the answer. If there was one reason to love him, the love would be dependent on that reason. Good looks, intelligence, money, compassion, passion, heritage are all so transient and can disappear in seconds. I would never want our love to be based on any one or a combination of them. The best thing is, I know he has also never found (perhaps he didn’t even question) the reason why he fell in love with me.
So having completed ten years of marriage (which qualifies me as the expert on marriage/love) my one tip for those trying to find their true love – “Love thy for a reason, let the reason be love.”