Every story stops at some point, but her story started at the point where this story ends Last part of Gunjan’s fairy tale love story where her dream came true
In case you missed previous ones, Life is Beautiful!(here) and We Accept The Love That We Think We Deserve – Her Story Continues (here)
Before semester break began, we met on December 11th, 2006. It was a ‘kal college band ho jayega tum apne ghar ko jaoge’ moment. Okay. I finally heard those three magical words along with ‘I want to take care of you until things are fine.’ Whatever that meant! Perhaps, it implied that we can be a couple until you start getting too much on my nerves..?! I still don’t know why I went blank? Why didn’t I know what to say and how to react when this was all I wanted to hear for at least past one year?! That walk from the canteen to my hostel and we both were quiet. Infront of the hostel gate he said, ‘You can take your time.’ I said, ‘I can’t say ‘No’ to you.’
I headed for an All India Educational trip organized by the university in January. I wanted to be safe and alive to celebrate my very first Valentine’s Day that was approaching. I enjoyed the excursion but missed having him around. When back to the university, we met everyday. We clicked our videos and pictures for keeps. Time passed in a jiffy and I was so lost in my own pink world that I didn’t bother to know what went around me. My studies were in control and that was all that mattered apart from my relationship with Ashish Sir (still)…yes. My entire focus was on us. I started drifting away from my batch-mates. Whatever time I had to mingle with them was now being religiously devoted to my newfound love. The Agri-Tech union was anyway not going down anyone’s throat too easily and I couldn’t have cared a penny about that.
He got placed in a good SW firm in Delhi, graduated and left the university. I was now all alone left to complete my fourth year in college. Harrowing times had just begun. Agri-boys calling me names & cracking nasty jokes always left me undeterred until he was around. I had now started observing strange behaviours from girl and boys alike. All the mean ways of pulling me down for the ‘betrayal’ were at their peak and everyone was making the most of it. Girls with boyfriends in the batch also stayed away from me, the traitor lest they were given similar step treatment by the others in the batch. I was the talk of the town; the softest target for all. My internship involved traveling to places within the group and we were always together. The offensive remarks that were meant to shatter me only strengthened my faith in myself. On the other hand Ashish was too engrossed applying for jobs relevant to his trade – mechanical engineering. I was literally alone. Every single place in the university reminded me of him and the times we spent together. That and his visits to the university to see me were my only lifeline.
Completed college in 2008 and I shifted to Delhi for a course in Public Relations and Mass Communication; I was working too. We were now to be together after a year of separation from each other, but he passed a petroleum company’s recruitment exam and got relocated to Punjab. LDRs became part and parcel of our relationship. My life had suddenly become hectic and frustrating. I only drew my zest for life from his brief visits to Delhi. The real tensions had not touched me and then came the big question about my marriage. Mom was at it because there were interesting prospects knocking our doors now & then. Mom knew about us all along but now she wanted to know about his plans about us and our future. It took him time to set things right his side and make families talk.
We were both Punjabis so cultural hang-ups were easily ruled out of our love story. What was freaking us out was that we were same age, a 25 year old boy is always considered younger to a 25 year old girl, right? Both families agreed and thankfully we did not have any family dramas; no glitches. My parents liked him and his liked me. Families met and finally in May 2012 we both got engaged in Nainital. Very miraculously Ashish had by now shifted to Delhi. I had set his flat exactly the way I wanted for myself.
This was going to be my house after all! Our real ‘courtship’ period got exciting with lots of late night outings and dinners, road trips and vacations. And quarrels increased considerably. Wedding date was decided and we took each other out for shopping our dresses and the wedding bands. We were happily unmarried and after celebrating his birthday in November I left for Nainital to spend some good time with my parents until marriage. We met on January 20th in Dehradun for our ring ceremony when I walked into the venue with ‘Bhavrey ki Gunjan’ playing in the background, I couldn’t stop grinning.
On January 21st, 2013, Ashish and I, amidst our families and friends lived a dream.
Just randomly after marriage a passing thought made me feel that something still is pending. So we went for a drive up Mussourie road and visited Sai Baba temple for the second time together; this time to thank Him for listening to a casual prayer that in reality was like asking for a world of happiness.
My wedding and days thereafter have been a series of strengthening of my belief in the fact that ‘dreams come true’.
That is how her love story ended for a new beginning. We are glad to share Gunjan’s love story here.. Read enjoy and remember real love stories do exist. Enjoy the pics …