I was reading a post about “arranged marriages” by Arindam Mohapatra and the associated comments when I got this idea to chronicle the story of my “love” marriage.
Destined to meet
“There’s nowhere you can be that isn’t where you’re meant to be…”
― John Lennon
Destiny finds some way to bring the two souls together and makes them fall in love…
It was in 1984 that my parents got posted to Ghaziabad District Hospital. I was all of nine years old then and unawares of the difference between a big city and a town. The only thing mattered was finding friends in the school and around our home. We had moved in to a rented bungalow which was however surrounded by a lot many empty housing plots. Making friends seemed difficult.
We had hardly settled in the new house and new school when a horrifying experience changed everything. My parents, both doctors had joined the new hospital and were not available till late afternoon at home. My grandmother joined us for few days to help.
Three men had stalked us since the day we moved in. It was pouring heavily when they struck armed with knives and guns. They ransacked the house, threatened my seven-year old sister with knife and hurt my grandmother with the butt of the gun. I slipped out of the door to get help, but the robbers noticed and left in hurry taking whatever they could lay their hands on..
This one incident suddenly changed everything. We shifted to better and more populated locality and a better school. The new rented house had the landlord staying on the ground floor. The land lord belonged to the same community as us and he introduced us to other community members. And suddenly we had a lot of acquaintances in a new city.
This Maharashtrian community celebrated the festivals together and we soon became active members pitching in the celebrations and associated preparations. It was through these festivities that we came across this family…..two grown up sisters and one lanky little boy who happened to be in the same school as I.
Being in the same age group we used to play, fight and argue with each other not knowing that we will end up marrying one day!
Had it not been our destiny to meet, my parents wouldn’t have shifted to new city, robbers wouldn’t have attacked us and we wouldn’t have met with other people of our community and I would have never met this cute guy!!
We were meant to be in that city because up there somewhere GOD had designed the events so that we could get a chance to meet. We were destined to….
7 thoughts on “Chronicles of our Love Story : 1. Destined to meet”
I love every bit of your “love story.” An inspiration that love , faith and destiny can happen. You have a beautiful family. I wish you all the best….
thank you…I had started missing your comments actually.
What a beautiful love story. Destiny waits for all of us. I believe in it does. 🙂
I believe too. Thanks for the comments.
So sweet, I too believe in destiny and divine intervention. If it is to be it will be, God sees to that!
True, God takes care that we get what is good for us!