My Meandering Muse
Well! That was quite a start to our blog
To be completely honest, I was not doing so great myself when I ran into Jagadish. He has made me so so happy I think I have a perpetual smile plastered on my face now! And people have often asked me curiously, “How did he propose to you?” Some friends have heard this one, and several have not. I will make it immortal by reiterating it here
Oddly, it was nothing extraordinarily romantic or even awkward in any way. He was off to Palghat (I think) for a week or so, and just before he said ‘bye that day, he paused, and said, “Love you”. It was as simple and natural as that. And that was it. The beginning of it all. Or may be not. The very first email he wrote to me was beautifully titled “Soulmates?” In it, he’d written a few lines from a poem he’d read somewhere that I still (astonishingly, for my memory) remember:
Two shall be born the whole wide world apart,
And speak different tongue and take no thought,
Each of other’s being and no heed,
And these o’er unknown seas to unknown lands,
Shall cross, escaping wreck, defying death,
And all unconsciously shape every act,
And bend each wandering step unto this end,
And that one day out of darkness they shall meet,
And read life’s meaning in each other’s eyes.
We wondered what it could mean to run into each other at this point in our lives, when the last thing either of us wanted was to fall in love. Fortunately for us, destiny had its way and we found, in each other, life’s meaning.
I’m not being modest but I dont think I did anything remarkable (It sounds like I saved the world from his blog!)-I only gave him the support he needed, and he did the rest. By himself. And I think that takes some serious effort, and I cant help admiring him for that.
I always felt lucky I had a most wonderful family. I was always showered with such love and care. They’ve mostly let me have my way–right from letting me choose Biology over Engineering and doing a Ph. D over finding myself a job. Now, in addition, I feel lucky I have Jagadish. My Meandering Muse. He has his faults (and so do I!), but he more than makes up for them with his love, care and support. I think I’m pretty tough to be with but he’s been amazingly patient with me and I want him to know I truly appreciate that. What else could a girl need?
To clarify, the purpose of this blog is not much as to profess our love for each other (we do that often enough!), but more of a place where we could put our feelings about various things down. Perhaps immortalize a tiny memory of something. We sure arent going to agree on everything and so perhaps will debate about new, exciting things going on around us. Blog about something we find somewhere to be intriguing. And who knows what else it will evolve into. Any ideas are, of course, very very welcome.
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But yeah, I thought that poem was beautiful too. It’s supposed to be from Chiero’s Book of Palmistry, I think, isnt it Jagadish?
Yeah archana it is from that book of Palmistry. A way to many a girl’s hand
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palmistry? never heard about it. jagadish, tips please! archu doesn’t help me :/
-Kunz
arre yaar kunal.. next time you leave a comment, select other and type your name aise anonymous comments se kya faayida?
about the palmistry, it is reading lines on your hand and making something up out of it. google it yaar. i’m telling you any girl would give you her hand if you say you know palmistry. haina archana?