with a lot of jokes associated with marriage , it is still a relationship which
most want to live….
and excited about marriage but still very nervous and anxious about it. After
our alliance, as we had an arranged marriage my husband’s family had a
tradition to visit Vaishno Devi temple soon after.
So what we also made a plan packed our bags and were off to Vaishno
Devi. I do remember how shy I was that time and hesitated to speak to my
husband, on the contrary he was very extrovert and talkative. We reached the Katra and started our journey
towards temple; my hubby even asked if I would like to ride a mule, as I was
not habitual to walking a lot. I got ready for that, but suddenly I heard him
taunting me, that it feels mules are weak. I got offended and told him that I would
walk till top. You know that top meant for me was very tall, approx 14 kilometers
of walking. In fit of anger I forgot that distance, my husband even asked to me
to get a canvas shoes that will help in walking, but Anjali the great was angry
and simply denied. So what, we started and I barely struggled to reach top. On
the contrary, my husband who was an athlete had no problems in that mission. I
really felt it was mission impossible for me. It took 6 hours for me to reach
the top of the mountain and I was so so happy that I could jump off the
mountain in joy, hope I never did that. He he he.
and it was about 6 in evening when we started our journey downhill. It was easy
for me comparatively to move down and I was moving down with happiness. Remembering
that my husband is following me behind. Suddenly there was a stroke of
lightening on me (Actually felt like that) when my sandal slipped and I twisted
my ankle. Alas …here I lost the battle again. My husband quickly came to rescue
and helped me; he supported me till a sitting bench. That was the moment when I
felt that I have someone who cares for me. We sat there for a while and my
husband told me that would search a guy with mule to help me reach down easily.
Even he had the right idea; I remembered the earlier taunt and refused the
offer. I refused the offer and I am
telling you that I suffered….
to ask my husband, how much distance is left? His answer was its just 10
minutes of walk. I think I would have
asked him the same question about a million times. He was very patient in answering the same
statement every time and that made me angrier and irritated. The way felt like
never ending. Those 5 minutes according
to my husband were actually 30 minutes. We came down and it was late, all the
hotels and restaurants were closed. We were feeling very hungry, so stayed in
room as a wounded lioness and asked my husband to fetch some food. After
sometime, he returned with food, we ate and snored on top of our voices with
shopping. After that we were back and our daily routine started. After a few days, when I was seeing pictures
of our trip, I realized that my husband was actually protecting me most of times,
even being also tired he went to get food and was approaching the nervous queen
so that we could start talking. The same
day evening, when he returned, I asked him, “Why you made fool of me that day,
by saying that we will reach our hotel in 5 mins?”. He just smiled and answered, “If I had not
said so, you would have not walked an inch my queen.” And he laughed; I also
understood what he meant and bursted in laughter.
feel so many feelings together, yet unable to understand some of them. There is
no day when we are happy or day when we are sad, its one moment that can give
you different feeling, what just matters is that, who is standing beside you. I
would end my story on one line that, people who
are alone even in paradise , they seem to feel it hell and ones who are with
loved ones even in hell, it seems paradise to them.