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1986 was a year that will change my life forever. I
was sitting outside on one summer day when a flash of
beauty just passed me by. Her name was Zia. Now, this
was love at first sight. I was gasping for breath as I
tried to get control of myself. This moment was going
to change my life forever.
From the moment I looked into her eyes, I knew she is
the one, the one I would spend the rest of my life with,
until my time was done. I was lucky enough that soon someone
suggested a night out together. At that time, I was ecstatic
as my only wish was that she would be there. I was even
more thrown overboard when I heard she would be there.
The few hours I had to wait felt like a few days. Finally,
the time arrived for me to fetch her. She got into the
vehicle and we went on a night out to remember for life.
I couldn't keep my eyes off her. I tried to hold her and
she was a bit defensive at first. It was a romantic evening
as there was a full moon accompanied by the backdrop of
lovely mountains. I started to talk to her and hold her
hands. She gave in and we held hands. That was the softest
hands I have ever held in my life. I simply could not
let go of her from that moment onward. We walked around
holding hands very discreetly as my heart pounds away.
I have never felt like this for anyone in my entire life;
I was shocked at the way my heart was pounding. This was
the first time I had all these emotions, which was new
to me.
This was the night where the grass was green.
This was the night where the moon lit so bright.
This was the night of discovery.
The night of recovery...
This was the night of a new love.
The night where we became one.
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We walked and let out some very inner feelings and the
evening felt too short. She turns around when we were
alone and I put my arms around her as I felt her soft
gentle lips on mine. It was my first kiss. I kiss her
passionately as I have never kissed anyone like this before.
I felt a bit embarrassed. Did I kiss her correctly or
did I look so stupid? For me that was the kiss of a lifetime.
From that moment forward, all I could do is only to think
about my love. I could not eat, sleep or do anything without
any thoughts about her on my mind. This was the start
of a relationship that would last for eternity.
I got home all flushed and excited, with butterflies
in my tummy not knowing what was actually happening to
me. I asked myself is this love and is it causing me to
be unable to breath properly. Oh god, help me make sense
of what is going on in my heart! My parents were taken
aback by me and kept asking me if I was sick or was there
something wrong. I was too occupied with her on my mind
and hence did not say much. Following that, we spent days
and nights on the phone. We even spent time sleeping on
the phone! This love was far beyond anything I could have
ever imagined.
Within 5 months, my parents moved house and it took me
miles away from my sweetheart. However, we got to live
near some of her relatives whom I got to know very well
and spend a lot of time around. It was brilliant as Zia
would come down during her holidays. Everything between
her family and I seemed as perfect as it could be. We
would meet discreetly from our families until we both
felt ready for marriage. By then, we had been going out
for 3 years and the love just got stronger with each passing
day.
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Both of us came from Indian families. Hence, the Indian
culture and religion plays a major part in our families.
Culturally and religiously, what we have been doing would
have been deemed inappropriate. Having a romance like
what we had was taboo at the time. Our long distance relationship
went on for years with me travelling to her at every opportunity
I received. I gave her every attention I could from my
body, heart and soul. We lied, hid and did anything possible
to gain every single moment together. By now, we could
not keep our hands off each other and being apart for
any time was something neither she nor I could handle
anymore.
Both of us decided that it was time we spoke to our families.
Her parents have known me pretty well over the years and
there should really be no problems if my parents asked
for her hand in marriage. I was lucky as my parents were
very liberal so it was much easier for me to talk to them.
We had a family meeting with my family and I made my intentions
known and confess my love for the woman I love. I asked
them to ask her parents for her hand in marriage. Her
dad had passed away so her uncles and mother were to be
consulted. This is the way how things should be done culturally.
My parents set up a meeting with her family and I was
asked to be present at the discussion. The day came where
we went to ask for her hand in marriage,
I felt very uncomfortable when we entered but played
that down to me being nervous. We took our seats and greeted
everyone as we are all familiar with each other. One of
her uncle is an accountant and he began asking me several
questions. General questions which I answered to the best
of my ability. I sensed or get the feeling that somehow
things have changed overnight. They were asking me questions
as if they had never knew me. It was a scary feeling.
One of the questions was how I would look after his niece
as I had no academic qualifications since I left school
early to help my sick dad . My dad and I suggested I would
run his business which I would inherit eventually. Her
uncles did not seemed very impressed with that answer.
He said to me he had high hopes for his niece and would
prefer someone that is more professional with some qualifications
like a doctor, lawyer or even an accountant. In his eyes,
being a businessman or self-employed was not very professional.
He also asked how much money I have. At that point, being
young and naive, I was becoming very upset as I got the
impression that I was in the bank applying for a mortgage.
I kept my cool and listen carefully to everything they
have to say. By that time, I realised that her family
did not approve of me. It was shocking to me, but it was
the truth. Her uncle went on to say that without a profession
or a degree, life would be very difficult for me. I even
offered to study hoping this would please him. I was hurt
to bits but the fear of not going to be with the woman
I love more than life scares me more than anything else.
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