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PRIYA – The love of my life. I still remember my very first glimpse of her.  It was supposed to be an ordinary day at work. I was fretting over another argument with my boss as my mind voice mumbled “Oh no not again” and there she was like a freshly bloomed rose. Life was never the same again.

She was my trainee. Every single day was filled with moments to cherish. I never knew even anger could be so beautiful. She was quick learner too which was a relief. I had someone whom I could rely on, someone who could share my office responsibilities. 

Time flew and our relationship wasn’t just about work.  We shared common interests and I realized Priya was a mirror image of my own self.  The whole workplace could sense it. There were cold stares. I am not sure why? Is it such a grave mistake to fall in love? We didn’t care about the world around us. The only thing that mattered to me was that I loved her.

It was time to speak my heart out and I decided to do it with a gift which matched her surreal beauty. I had come across Stylori during one of my random web visits.  A brand which personified elegance. I frantically search through their entire collection and what a wonderful assortment it was. Picking one among many is a tough task. 

My hovering eyes finally settled on one item – THE HOLY TRINITY – A union. Nothing could be more apt than the HOLY TRINITY to signify a union.

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The big day arrives and I wait for my precious with this precious gift. The doorbell rings. My angel in my own abode. I don’t give her a chance to settle down.  She opens the door and I am down on my knees. She senses it.

“I Love you Priya. Will you marry me?” Her eyes become moist as she responds “I LOVE YOU TOO SUJITHA”

This story is part of the Stylori blogging contest, Stylori where style, love and stories come together in beautiful jewellery.

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This contest was organized by Chennai Bloggers Club (CBC) of which I am a proud member.

 

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SUDHA…The name brings fond memories. I was in class 12 when a lovely angel joined my class. Time seemed to freeze as everything else came to a standstill. It seemed as if God had answered my prayers..  Right then I knew she was the one.. SUDHA – my guardian angel

 

From there begun a relentless pursuit of the impossible or should I say improbable. I was a nerd while she was the best among my female compatriots. A classic case of beauty and the beast. Will I be her Romeo or one of her numerous admirers who try in vain. Only time will tell. But I wasn’t going to give up without giving it a shot. But first I should make myself worthy of her.
It was Maths.. Oh God. Not again.. Numbers and me are like the cat and mouse. We don’t gel well. The class ended.. Another embarrassment. Suddenly I caught her looking at me. Was she laughing at me like my other mates.. Noo… it was a look of concern. A look filled with care. She walked up to me and asked ” RAHUL SHALL I HELP” as there was a hushed silence once and for all. 
It is often said love changes lives. It changed mine. I wasn’t the nerd anymore. A beautiful friendship blossomed, A friendship which eventually turned to unconditional love. To her it didn’t matter that the society looked at me differently. It didn’t matter that I limped. Love served as a bridge which broke all barriers even as my own life turned around. I became the face of all those who were DIFFERENTLY ABLED.
60 killer years on she is still the same. The grey hairs and the wrinkles hasn’t diminished the angelic glow in her face. SUDHA – MY WIFE – The woman who changed my life