Samyukta fell in love with Rishi

I, Samyukta, fell in love with Rishi. When? Not once or twice but a lot of times. I fell in love with him over and over again. Thats when I realized that I will never be able to get over this guy. Today I realize that it was meant to be... Ten years of 'blissfully-married-to-him' is the proof! :)

Today I want to list down few of the many instances when I fell in love with my husband.

<3 I stayed at his home. He was staring at me for a long time. I asked if everything was alright.. He told me, "You have come to my home for the first time, you should look alien here. With your hair down, you should look like a witch. You are wearing my shirt, it should look oversize on you. BUT. The moment you entered my home, it seemed like it was no more mine but ours. With your hair down, you look breathtakingly gorgeous. And my shirt looks just perfect on you. So the conclusion is I am insanely-in-love with you" I smiled. I couldn't bring myself to utter any word. :)

<3 We (him, my friends, his friends and I) went on a trip. We left on a Friday night. All of us had a long week so we wanted to sleep like logs in the train through the ten hours journey. Before going to sleep, all of us were chatting. I felt sleepy so I laid my head in his lap. I fell asleep. I woke up after 10 hours (as planned) and found that my head hadn't moved a bit from where I laid it. I had no clue that he (my stupid lover boy) would sacrifice his sleep just because I had fallen asleep on his lap. He told, "You were sleeping peacefully like a baby. I din't have the heart to wake you up. This trip is worth everything just coz it gave me ten hours for looking at you without being disturbed." I scolded him saying he was acting stupid, he had gone mad so on and so forth... But the moment I woke up and saw him holding me, I fell irrevocably in love.

<3 I fell sick. He was staying at a hostel which was occupied only by guys. He asked me to stay with him because there was no one to take care of me in my hostel. I told that was impossible. There was no way I was going to stay in a place filled with monkeys who call themselves boys. Having told that, I went to college. He din't come to college that day. When I got back to my room that evening, I found my room empty except for a letter. The letter read, 
'It pains to let go of you even for a second. Its even worse when you are sick. Come stay with me, princess.
Love,
the guy who emptied your room.
P.S: I promise to make the monkeys behave.'
I could have called him adamant and threw a tantraum. But he had cleaned his room (after three years) just because I was going to stay there. He had put up pretty curtains, clean mattresses and a beautiful lamp. So I pardoned him and let myself be pampered. Little did he know that by doing all this, he took my heart away from me.

<3 My dad had his first heart attack. I went home. He came with me. Things got back to normal. But those two weeks were hell. I wouldn't have survived it if not for him. He din't have any soothing words to say. He din't wipe away my tears. He din't tell any lies to make me feel better. But he was there... Strong and dependable. I never thanked him for what he did those two weeks. Words fell short of what I wanted to express.

<3 He took me to a beach early in the morning. We took our place near the waves. He was abnormally quiet. I held his hand and din't speak a word. I thought something had gone wrong. After two hours he spoke. He said, "Share my name, my home and my life. Have children with me. Lets have a beautiful family and grow old together happily. In simple words, marry me!"

<3 I was mad at him. I wanted to irritate him. So i woke him up by 2:30 am and told I wanted chocolate pastry. I expected him to scold me and go back to sleep. But he opened his eyes slowly, got up and got dressed. He told, "Lets go find out who is insane enough to sell it at this hour. Get dressed, sweets!" I wanted to cry out of frustration. I told him my real motive for waking him up. He laughed hard and held me tight. He took me on a ride and bought me two chocolate pastries. I din't care if I won or lost.

His week-end cooking sessions, the little gifts from him, the sweet-nothings we share, the most wonderful family we cherish, the late night snuggles, the good night kiss, his patience for my never-ending shopping, the car races in which he always manages to get defeated, the midnight rides... My life can't get any better.

I adore him. I know I will stay this crazy about him forever... And grow old together happily!