I always dreamt of a particular kind of person as my husband. I prayed for him to manifest in my life as soon as possible. I had desired him to be strong, intelligent, understanding, cultured, worthy of respect and a lot like me in most of the aspects. I prayed so fervently for him that I forced the universal Law to manifest 'My Husband' in my life. When I first met him, I didn’t realize he was "The One". He was an ordinary looking person with eyes gleaming with mischief and joy. Later it was revealed to me in the most miraculous ways that Gomzi was everything I wanted. He was intelligent, understanding, cultured and worthy of my respect as well as his friends'. But I also found out that this man was "a lot like me in most of the aspects"!!!! Its funny how God gives you EXACTLY what you want as if I wished to a genie!!!
If I was a hot tempered girl who had keenly learnt the art to remain calm and composed, my husband was (err....still is) a hot tempered man who's keen to learn how to control his freaking nerves. If I was known as "Gajjini" (Ms. Forgettable) in my friend circle, Gomzi is the Mr. Forgettable Sr. He forgets even the big-big happenings in his (our) life!!
If I love music and want my playlist to represent my personality, he loves music so much that he can edit even MY playlists by adding his numbers so that it represents OUR personalities!
Now... one thing I NEVER thought would manifest in my life was the fact that he LOVES me sooooooooooooooooooooo much that at times I am ashamed of not being able to love him as properly. His is an unconditional sort of love. No matter how I look, what I do, where I am he always loves me. He considers us as one body-one mind-one soul! I mean...... all that I could fathom about love was the cliché "two in body one in mind" philosophy. But his ideas are much more supreme and flabbergasting!
So now..... His things are mine.....and ....mine.....are his. After all ... we are ONE! His perfumes are mine...and.....my laptop... (sheesh) is his. His towel is mine and my slippers are his!!! His muscle pain is mine and my weight problem is his. His disciplined ideals of life are mine and my creative abstractness is his. His organizational skills are mine and my innovative cookery skills are his. (I wonder who gets the credit where!!) His praise is my praise and my shame is his. His anger is my problem and my carelessness is his. His awkward dressing sense is my lack and my dull pastel color choice is his lack!
Its funny how marriage makes a cocktail of the couple!
But to come to think of it. Isn't marriage all about becoming one? A man and woman metamorph into a pheonix giving rise to a new generation! each teaches the other essential lessons of life. They bring together their personal experiences and guide each others process of evolution into a self actualised mortal. And this is not just a philosophy or a belief. Its a Fact. It may take life times before we reach Buddhahood but one thing is sure, during the journey, we will always find our spouse to be our strongest guide....
and if you pray hard....... your guide aka life partner ..... will turn out to be just the way you want it........................ and if you continue praying... you will not regret wanting it........
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