What day is today ? I am sure you won’t forget actually! This is 3rd anniversary !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 13th March !!

Gosh !! What a speed with which the time has run and ...... indeed what a different life is after these 3 years !!

If I just sit and go in the past, iI can clearly go through the details of the 13th Morning of that Sunday in 2003 !! Enormous excitement. and a constant eye on the watch to check if it's 2 o'clock !!

That exciting afternoon has resulted in an array of events which has undoubtedly changed our lives................ and let's hope that, the final outcome of these events along with the road that we will travel in coming future will prove us that the 13th March 2003 was the best day we had !!!!!!! And the decision to be the best as well !

May god bless us with the wisdom and luck to bring our dreams true!

Yours D

In the UK, a whole week holidays commencing from Christmas Eve, ending in the New Year. After a memorable Christmas Eve, Darling and I started to feel bored sitting at home, watching movies based on TV Guide. During this long vacation, all shops were closed and we absolutely had no moods to go out under the frozen weather. What’s worse, almost all of our friends have gone back to their home countries. It was no scope to visit friends, having fun together.

It was 31st of December, 2003. We planned to have a count-down party with Darling’s friend living nearby. Suddenly, it snowed outside. The snow was so heavy that while we walked out, we couldn’t see the landscape. It was a genuine white world. It was also our first time to experience heavy snowing in Sheffield. Sheffield didn’t snow too much during 2002 and 2003.
How lucky we were to see it before we left UK.

We got lost in a white world. We couldn’t make out whether we were in grass yards, or motor ways. It was almost an impossible job to track a place down where we have never been. We decided to walk home, quietly greeting 2004.

2004 was an unpredictable year for us. We left Sheffield and came back to our countries in 22nd of January, 2004. That snow New Year Eve was mixed with joy but more unexpectedness to the future.

Within the three-year deep affair with Darling, only once we spent Christmas Eve together. Only once so far, but what happened on that night is still vivid now.

It was 2003 Christmas Eve. One month before, Sheffield high streets were colored Christmas joyful atmosphere. We smelled it and I proposed to have wonderful turkey feast in one of the elegant restaurants or wild pubs on high streets, the places, which we never had a chance to step in.:p Time flied in a blink of eyes. We didn’t reserve any of the turkey feasts, and in no time it was Christmas Eve.

In that morning, I was mourning over my evening dinner. What’s more, it was our last Christmas in the UK, I couldn’t let it go without celebrations. Darling saw me in deep depression; he said why not we made our own Christmas Eve menu.

“No!” I rejected it stubbornly.
“Come on” Darling said
“No, it’s not perfect!” I shouted.
“Then, you wan to stay here and complain throughout the day?” Darling shouted back.

He pushed me to put on coats. We headed typical British winds, walking 25 minutes to the nearby supermarket, Morrison. Inside Morrison, not so many shopping crowds. The special stalls for Christmas promotions were almost empty. We carefully checked into the leftovers and picked up something we thought suitable for tonight. As soon as we went home, we cleaned the 1/4 turkey and stuffed some spices and butters inside. While Darling prepared the food, I cleaned the entire house. I removed the wreath hang on the front door and put it in the circle of dining table as the table deco. We found out a thick cloth big enough to cover the whole living room. Yes, we spread it all over the floor and the house instantly looking as our lovely palace.

It was time to the eve; we both all washed up and dressed up also. The menu was comprehensive enough.

Appetizer Carrot Soup, Italian Salad, Butter Bread

Main Course
Roasted Turkey with Trimmings (boiled sprouts, chestnuts, and potato wedges) along with cranberry sauce and butter sauce

Desert
Christmas Budding

Wine
Rose Wine

We exchanged gifts and eyes were wet due to this wonderful night and heavy emotions.

Undoubtedly it was a peaceful and lovable night, only we two, sharing everything and feeling so depending on each other.

So beautiful…

I think every couple may go through a stage I name “early conflicts”, the stage, when both to some extents realize each other actually thinks and behaves differently and somehow generate conflicts. To conquer this stage, both of the couple have to sense a fact that we are not ourselves only; instead, we have a partner to take care of. In short, a successful relationship is based on mutual understanding & compromises, if any.

I have been stuck with this stage, with pains. I used to be a pampered and self-centered girl, thinking that I could have my own way at any costs. However my Darling happened to be a figure who resented this concept at any costs. We had very big fights at early days because of this big bifurcation.

I thought if you loved me, you should do whatever I wanted.

Darling thought if we loved each other, we had to make compromises when discrepancy occurred.

I made huge efforts to digest this concept and put it into practice. Without Darling’s patience, we wouldn’t have been through it.

Love is not only a strong emotion. It should include passions, care, trust, dependence, independence, privacy, respect, and two binding hearts.

This was the first lecture Darling has given me. We each other gave lectures and worked most out of them. The lecturing still continues.

JW Marriott Mumbai is a luxurious hotel inside Mumbai city. It’s near Juhu beach overlooking the Arabian sea.
http://marriott.com/property/propertypage/BOMJW

Source: JW website

It was a pure coincidence that we visited JW Marriott on Valentine’s Day (2006.02.14).
On 14th I was busy in properties checking, and throughout the day, only fatigue & lousiness, I couldn’t feel a slight romance. Megan (Darling’s sister) enthusiastically invited me to visit her home along with her cutie –Adi in the afternoon. Megan is really an amicable woman. She offered me some snacks and I saw Adi running here and there inside the house. It’s indeed a fun to have kind at home. Sometimes you feel like they are not human beings but animals.


After this wonderful family event, Darling proposed a night stroll in Juhu beach. Around Juhu beach, lots of boutiques & restaurants shined.Darling proposed to have some drinks and snacks. We walked along the street and passed a magnificent mansion. You cannot walk by without paying attentions to this mansion. It was too outstanding, out-dwarfing the neighborhood. Darling said it was JW Marriott, one of the most famous landmarks in Mumbai. “Is it?” I was so curious about this landmark. Why not go inside and check it properly?

A couple of security guards stood in the entrance, checking all entering cars. We walked by them, straightly went inside. Inside was so quiet compared with the crowds outside the wall. The interior was decorated as a western style garden. In the middle of the garden, one elegant fountain caught our eyes. We passed by fountain and walked along the stone stairs to the second floor, the main banquet entrance. Before entering, the security crew checked all guests’ handbags, and everyone had to pass the sensor gate exactly as what we see in the airport.

On Valentine’s Day, a party was on inside JW Marriott. Everyone we saw was so much dressed up; compared with them, our dressings seemed not to show respect to the party. Throughout the night, live bands, champagnes, BBQ seafood, exotic cuisines, along with an extraordinary dessert bar. We felt like we were joining a palace banquet. The most appreciating point of JW was its service. During the party, Darling asked a cup of hot water. To our surprise, the waiter brought us a tea pot of hot water along with 2 well-packed pure honeys. What an amazingly service!!

We left JW nearly midnight time. Whenever I thought of JW, all wonderful scenes of that night came to my mind in no time.