Thursday, January 17, 2013


A girl always dreams of getting married to the perfect guy. She wants him to be the exact image of the Prince Charming she always wished for. Maybe I was born in the wrong country or in different times than I was meant to be. Of course like any other girl, there was a Prince Charming I dreamt about all along, but that's the thing about dreams. You keep wanting more. Every other guy could be your Prince, but it's all just a big political game for the Universe.
As for me, it took me a while to realize that I found my Prince and that's when I decided to leave everything else and run to him.

He's the perfect kind, believe me. He's beautiful. Not in a very conventional way though. He is very kind to me, and always makes sure I stay happy at all times. Maybe he's a little disturbed sometimes. His mind gets crowded and he gets all loud and stuffy, but with a little patience, the phase passes and he more than makes up for it after. He's always pleasantly warm in winters too; and equally cool in summers. But it's the rains that I enjoy most with him. The only thing about him that's not right for me is that he's a morning person unlike me. For him, it's lights out at 11pm!
Did I mention he always brings rains for me when I'm down? That's why I love him and that's why as my mum says it, I married him. Yes, I'm married to Bangalore. Happily married. =)