Eleven Years of Marriage

It is actually strange that I took so long to write something here. It was as if I had the most dynamic thing in my hand and before I could solidify it in words it changed its shape.
Eleventh year has been as dramatic as the eleventh hour implies.

I was suddenly back to adolescence and he responded by being an alarmed parent. The underlining emotion I had was being a rebel and questioning every boundary that was set. It probably didn't matter what I was up against as long as I was up and against something. So I questioned everything..... And it included the colours I wore, the dress statements I made, what I wrote, who were my friends, what I could do with my time, what were my respnsibilities in home making. I took the family fabric and analyzed it without pity. I drove him to the limit...to find out what the limit was.

He was surprised , alarmed, tried to understand.....but couldn't fathom...

All he needed to do was ask mummy...I was a difficult adolescent...!!!

So in the eleventh year...we looked at US like never before....we churned every thought and feeling and painstakingly reached conclusions,we formed our life mission and vision,we decided we needed to pray every day...we realized we could be in absolute disagreement....and still couldn't sleep at night without each other....

As I like to put it....for ten years we learnt how to stick togeher....in the eleventh we detached each other a bit...and took a detailed look at the person we married...

My favourite conclusions and reflections resonate with Kahlil Gibran as he says


You were born together and together you shall be for evermore.
You shall be together when the white wings of death scatter your days.
Aye, you shall be together even in the silent memory of God.
But let there be spaces in your togetherness.
And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.

Love one another, but make not a bond of love;
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
Fill each other's cup but drink not from one cup.
Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf.
Sing and dance together and be joyous but let each one of you be alone,
Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same mmusic.
Give your hearts but not into each other's keeping.
For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.
And stand together yet not too near together:
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow.

So 11 years strong we are here...ready to makea road map to our dreams!!