Silver Lining
Dec 9, 2009, 12:09 AM
How did your Husband / Fiancée / Boyfriend propose..
How about sharing your love story..
My story is very simple.
My hubby and I were classmates (MBA). He, a shy, silent, down-to-earth kind of guy and I was a total tomboy (always being noticed since I was the ONLY girl who used to ride a bike in our town). Both hail from the same caste but follow different lifestyle. His parents are orthodox and mine are very liberal/modern.
My 1st impression about him was "eew, we have a geek in the class"... we became friends and I liked him a lot... we had lunch together, studied together, etc. we were best friends by the end of the 1st semester. Once during 2nd semester, we went out to raise fund for a festival and I visited his parents on the way. They didn't like me since I was with 2 guys, riding a bike myself and looked very modern to them (I mean unlike their family, orthodox).
This visit had some kind of effect on me. I was scared of losing him. I mentioned this to my friends and cried. Until then, I didn't realise I was in love. He saw me cry and asked me the reason. I didn't tell him anything. How could I tell him that I was in love with him(he mentioned once he'd not love anyone and marry the gal his parents choose because his mom has depression prob). I feared losing his friendship.
That eve he came home, we had a small argument and he said, "m your best friend and you are hiding something from me, you hurt me a lot" and left. I cried for a couple of hours and then text'd him saying "m in love with a guy but i can't mention his name to you since i fear losing him"
He replied immediately saying he knows who the guy is. We text'd for a while and then he called. He mentioned a few guys (again my good friends) from class. I got frustrated and shouted "you are just fluking, hoping i will name him. why dont you name all the guys in our class. one of them will be right."
Then he asked, "Is it me...?" there was a looooooooong pause. He asked again. I said "Yes it's you. i suppose you dont want to talk to me anymore. bye" and I hung up and started crying. I never expected him to call back. "Tell me, is it me?" he asked again. I said Yes. He said "its positive from my side too but we'l talk tomorrow over lunch" and hung up. He didn't propose, he just said its positive.
Next day over lunch he said, "I had been to temple a month back" (we'r hindus) "and i asked God for 3 things, 1. a good project to finish my education,,, 2. A good Job so that i can settle properly in life and,,,, 3. Your hand in marriage... i love you and i want to marry you" he said. I was lost of words. I couldn't believe he was proposing to marry. I never thought he'd love me so much that he'd propose to marry instead of just "i love you too",, I didn't think twice. I said YES immediately. There was no ring, no standing on the knees nothing but his love itself was so precious to me that nothing else mattered.
He not just proposed to me, he proposed to my dad, asked him for my hand in marriage (he had no job, we were still in college). He convinced his parents too (they were against the marriage since I was too modern to be a part of their family). Of all the love birds in our batch, we were the 1st and the only couple to be married.
Its been just 5 years since he proposed and 3+ since we were married but thinking about the past makes me cry. I feel I am the luckiest person in this whole world to be married to my best friend.
How about sharing your love story..
My story is very simple.
My hubby and I were classmates (MBA). He, a shy, silent, down-to-earth kind of guy and I was a total tomboy (always being noticed since I was the ONLY girl who used to ride a bike in our town). Both hail from the same caste but follow different lifestyle. His parents are orthodox and mine are very liberal/modern.
My 1st impression about him was "eew, we have a geek in the class"... we became friends and I liked him a lot... we had lunch together, studied together, etc. we were best friends by the end of the 1st semester. Once during 2nd semester, we went out to raise fund for a festival and I visited his parents on the way. They didn't like me since I was with 2 guys, riding a bike myself and looked very modern to them (I mean unlike their family, orthodox).
This visit had some kind of effect on me. I was scared of losing him. I mentioned this to my friends and cried. Until then, I didn't realise I was in love. He saw me cry and asked me the reason. I didn't tell him anything. How could I tell him that I was in love with him(he mentioned once he'd not love anyone and marry the gal his parents choose because his mom has depression prob). I feared losing his friendship.
That eve he came home, we had a small argument and he said, "m your best friend and you are hiding something from me, you hurt me a lot" and left. I cried for a couple of hours and then text'd him saying "m in love with a guy but i can't mention his name to you since i fear losing him"
He replied immediately saying he knows who the guy is. We text'd for a while and then he called. He mentioned a few guys (again my good friends) from class. I got frustrated and shouted "you are just fluking, hoping i will name him. why dont you name all the guys in our class. one of them will be right."
Then he asked, "Is it me...?" there was a looooooooong pause. He asked again. I said "Yes it's you. i suppose you dont want to talk to me anymore. bye" and I hung up and started crying. I never expected him to call back. "Tell me, is it me?" he asked again. I said Yes. He said "its positive from my side too but we'l talk tomorrow over lunch" and hung up. He didn't propose, he just said its positive.
Next day over lunch he said, "I had been to temple a month back" (we'r hindus) "and i asked God for 3 things, 1. a good project to finish my education,,, 2. A good Job so that i can settle properly in life and,,,, 3. Your hand in marriage... i love you and i want to marry you" he said. I was lost of words. I couldn't believe he was proposing to marry. I never thought he'd love me so much that he'd propose to marry instead of just "i love you too",, I didn't think twice. I said YES immediately. There was no ring, no standing on the knees nothing but his love itself was so precious to me that nothing else mattered.
He not just proposed to me, he proposed to my dad, asked him for my hand in marriage (he had no job, we were still in college). He convinced his parents too (they were against the marriage since I was too modern to be a part of their family). Of all the love birds in our batch, we were the 1st and the only couple to be married.
Its been just 5 years since he proposed and 3+ since we were married but thinking about the past makes me cry. I feel I am the luckiest person in this whole world to be married to my best friend.