Wednesday, May 23, 2007

365 X 4

"Are you looking to get married?" is the first thing that I ever said to her. I distinctly remember saying that. Sadly, it was the first thing that popped into my head as she walked by. You see, she was wearing jeans and pink t-shirt, but she had left her bindi on her head at the Maharashtrian convention. So for me it was bit of a joke.



The thing about it was that I had to say something. I saw her walking by, and there was no way that I was going to let her get passed me with saying something to her. I felt like a kid on a playground, making a joke at her expense, just to get her attention, all the while hiding my crush on her. My crush mind you was based entirely on looks alone. There are those people in the world that one feels compelled to talk to and to be around. And for me it was her.



After she stopped with a look that said sarcastically "great another winner vying for my attention," I hoped with all hope that she would stick around for a little bit longer. Thankfully she knew one of the people at my table and decided to stick around for a little while longer. After more bad jokes, she appeared to have had enough of me, but for some reason she stayed. We ended up talking all night. Not one of those in depth, I really got to know you conversations. We talked about Janis Joplin (it was fourth of july weekend and I had the lyrics "freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose" - completely unrelated to 4th of July except for the word freedom, I know) and football. She described passionately to me her heartbreak when her hometown team lost the Superbowl. I dont remember much else about what we talked about. I do remember thinking that I wanted to keep talking to this girl talk.



We went to a dance club later in the evening. As we were tucked away in the corner, her dancing and me trying not to embarass myself, in my most self confident way, I asked her "do you think I should kiss you now, or wait till we get back to the hotel." To which she gave the best answer, she did a turn, flashed a killer smile and kissed me.



Four years ago today, in front of 420 people, we promised to love and support each other for the rest of our lives. But more importantly, we promised to keep talking about football and classic rock and to smile and kiss each other like we just met.



Wife o' mine, you rocked my world when I first met you and you still do.



Happy Anniversary Love.

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

Happy Anniversary to you too - and thank you for recounting that beautiful night that we met.

Anonymous said...

This post just rocked, we should all be so lucky!

Rush said...

How sweet that mamma is reads daddy's posts! Shaan is a very lucky little boy.

Rush said...

Also gives me hope that I will meet my man at the marathi convention too =)

brown sugar said...

A little late in commenting, but such a sweet post! Thanks for sharing it with all the ladies! ;-)

Anonymous said...

Happy anniversary, guys! Memories of Damle will live forever.

Ruby Tuesday said...

nice!

long time no post...what gives?

Anonymous said...

...a bit late w/the comments, but awww, that was so sweet!...happy (extremely belated) anniversary to you two...are you on a hiatus?...

-ash