Those were the days of my youth when I was twenty-five. My days were not like any typical girl. It was way more difficult and challenging than one could imagine, at least from my perspective, since I fell in love, back then, when even talking about love was looked down upon. It ain’t that love didn’t exist, but in a society like ours, it was not very common for a girl to openly discuss her emotions and choose a life partner on her own.
Love is such a strong feeling that encompasses every other feeling of yours, helping you to be motivated to tackle literally every problem of life, either big or small. All because your life partner is always there, holding your hands, and just knowing that someone’s there for you keeps you up and ahead.
Yes, I loved a man. A man with whom I wanted to spend the rest of my life, and today, am doing just that. A guy who perfectly understands me, and more importantly, a guy who loves me a lot, he’s the man I would ever ask for. I asked Shahid one day if he would be happy together even without our parents’ blessings. He answered in the simplest way he could. He told me he wasn’t sure about that, but that he was pretty sure we could not live without each other too. And I too absolutely agreed on that. We had a court marriage and lived with our families, without letting anyone know that we were now life partners forever. We were not financially settled, so we had decided to do that. For six long months, it was a bizarre situation, and a nightmare too long to handle, that it could be called as the most difficult time of our lives. But, now MY life had become, OURS, and we decided to stride over this time patiently. Meanwhile, Shahid had joined the course of CDAC (Centre for Development of Advanced Computing) and started preparing for it. My man was doing literal hard work at that time, and our love kept him boosted all the time. He cleared the exams and got a job of merely ten thousand rupees, perhaps not the perfect amount we wanted, but I still insisted him on starting to live together. We would manage and learn to adjust, that’s what I told him. Delhi, yes this was the place we knocked first. I had to leave my parents. It was not like I never tried to convince them, neither that I never loved them much. I did it all, even more than I could ever express. But I could still never become a daughter they could be proud of.
Seventeen years have passed now, and they are still against me. But actually, it’s never been their fault. What our society of UP Brahmins taught us is, the more the girl is educated and independent in terms of having a good job, the more will be a load of dowry. I am strictly against this. A single voice raised for justice is not enough for the fight, maybe that’s why I am secluded from that society. But anyways, I am happy now, a lot more because I married the man of my dreams, the man who I love a lot. We have a son, and we both try to keep him away from all these shackles of the society. His life is what he decides to make it like. He might fail at times, but that is going to teach him how to become successful, and at least he will not state us responsible for decisions we didn’t let him take, for his entire life. My husband Shahid is now a project manager at TCS, I am a professor at RCET Bhilai. We live our dream life together.