Written with love..

I have to be honest with you, where I am now, who I am with is all because I believed in love; I believed in myself. It was not easy knocking on the doors of commitment, nor is this journey but I fell in love with my best friend. I love him. We love each other and our relationship is growing every day. This blog post is filled with love. If you want to read it while wearing the lens of 'intentional love' then you will be bamboozled by the time that so easily passes you by. A scenario where love is often seen as a burden than a beautiful adornment of accomplishments.

If you wish to read it while sharing an optical lens of perspective and compromise, you'll find yourself and your partner growing exponentially, as you two find happiness in yourselves and one another. If you need a comparison; a possible comparison to the thoughts that provoke my mind, than put all your raw fruits into a basket and expect them to ripen with an unforgettable sweetness. I'm telling you now, love is not easy and no one will tell you when you'll fall in love or when you'll make the right entrance to meet the right person. It will simply happen. 

And so it did..

​To the friendship that blossomed through that one broken door. Sealed with electronic letters filled with poetic verses by two young who shared a handful of common factors. Culture, community and a surname. Two solid hearts waiting for the other; day to day calling cards, expenses which one could not afford - it all lead to this, our story. Unwritten till date because it was better perceived in harmony by its composers, Ayaz & Saira Hussain.

You have been my strength through life's misconceptions during the undertones of my father's words as I grew up in a world where daughters were sons and spoon feeding was by the household. "Not any more", as I my mother's heart and my youth whisper into my ears. My mind finds a way to reassure itself that what I'm writing here is righteous and that a vile taste can only be digested if a reader is discouraged or targeted in written form. This is MY space; a collective of memories and certain accusations of love. This is OUR story and I have never been more ready to narrate my views on companionship than today.

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As of now, I am someone's partner; an intimate part of my soul has found her comrade. My views are my very own and no one should be offended by the views of a woman in transition; journeying on to her next chapter. I grew up believing in 'love at first sight' and so I continued on the path of searching for that connection. My honeymoon phase lasted more than a decade and that too was because we were blessed with honesty and a friend circle who encouraged us along the way. The idea of marriage is accessible and is for weakened souls. What you need to extract from marriage is that it is a contract on the 'Laws of Love and Companionship'. 

If you wish to know who I am now, I still do not have the answer for you. As myself and my partner are very different souls but we chose to be with each other to respect our vows. Our Laws of Companionship overpower our Laws of Love and so we face high tides, but this story is about our feelings on marital expectations.


Laws of Love & Companionship