Heart always wins!

Once upon a time I was an idealist in the matters of heart. Later Life happened and I transformed into a pragmatist. Then by a sheer streak of luck, I found myself ready to fall in love but in hindsight I feel I might have taken this thought a tad bit too literally.

Water Fire- Providence

Besides, I am sure you would agree that falling head over heels on your first date is rarely a good idea. What I did was quite the contrary!  As I was about to meet my husband for the very first time-where do you think I found myself? On his feet- literally! I tripped and fell flat on my face. Now since my sense of elegance is in question here, let me clarify- it wasn’t my fault of course-it rarely is, is it? The culprit was the new pair of high heels that I had adorned to impress upon this tall man. So much so for first impressions!

Fast forward a few months-things seemed to be going unexpectedly well (note: with the same date and yes- he did call me back)! The cynical I was still unwilling to believe this was really happening. So I figured it was

time to beard the lion in his den. I flew down to meet Siva in Houston. As I came down the escalators in the airport, I breezed right past the concierge surrounded by agents and limo drivers carrying placards. One of them even continued to offer me a ride in spite of my repeated denial explaining that I already have one. Not for long though-only moments later when I glanced back, realization finally dawned on me that the rather persistent soul was none other than my ride-Siva.

He drove me to this beautiful hotel, helped me with my bags to my room and as he was opening the shades to give me a glimpse of the famous city line, I somehow caught an edge of the bed, and landed flat, this time on my back. Fortunately for me, Siva had his back to me-and I thought to myself "what a golden opportunity to course correct!" I hurriedly got up and straightened myself up like nothing happened, joined him next to the balcony and followed his gaze out. 

Biba Dushi- Aruba

In fact we continued to follow each other on our respective paths and before we knew we were on the same path-this time on our honeymoon in Aruba. Love was certainly in the air, my heart was filled with such joy that it's it hard to even describe. And as I admired the magical ocean outside, my husband called out to me-"be careful, will ya? Don’t fall off the bed this time". I suspiciously turned out and gave him a puzzled look which was returned by an equally amused wink.  As it turns out, he had after all seen me make that ungracious fall on that fateful evening in Houston-apparently he caught that happening on the reflection on the TV from the corner of his eyes-if you ask me, I’d say what an unnecessary coincidence! Sometimes I thank God and other times I wonder, why and how did he chose me. My only explanation-The heart has its reasons which reason knows not.