I was in love . The world looked beautiful than ever. I was nice to everyone and everyone was nice to me. I loved bunking office to watch a movie with the sweetheart. I enjoyed the late night calls that I would make, talking in wishers lest my parents hear. Life was at its best.

Then I moved to a new city for a new job, bugged my boyfriend until he moved too, but before he moved I had to leave the shores to a whole new country for work.huh..Separation, the pain, I loved it too. I never missed anybody so much in my whole life. The worlds most beautiful place dint appeal to me, I hated it, I hated my job(I still do, but that’s besides the point) for being the reason for our separation. I couldn’t wait to go back. For the time I lived, I was alone and had a lot of time to ponder. Then came the thought of live-in relationship, told my brother about what I thought and how I would want to live with my boyfriend for a while before getting married. It scared the daylights out of him. He had a fit. He asked to forget the idea else he would spill the beans to my parents (the affair was still a secret and I couldn’t afford to let my parents know yet )

I came back home, went to work as usual. Then my bf was presented with an opportunity to fly the seas and he did. After a few months, I flew too. We lived in different cities and after a while my bf got an opportunity to work in the city I lived for a few weeks. And most naturally he moved in with me. Ha, here was my dream of living with him before I married . (Now my parents &brother know, but we all act as if it never happened)

The life with my boyfriend

-         I loved him more, he was so nice to me

-         He helped in chores, we shared cleaning and cooking

-         He made me tea every morning before going to work, and never forgot to put ginger

-         He would surprise me with flowers on some days

-         We had a candle light dinner almost ever other day

-         I was putting on weight from all that eating and it dint bother him a bit

-         Nice long walks was the order of every evening

-         Every time we went out we would always have hand in hand

-         He bought me the most expensive and beautiful of clothes

-         I wanted new shoes, no problem, I always got them

-         “Honey I don’t feel like cooking today” I say. “Never mind, we will get delivery, what do you want to eat, Chinese?” he would answer

-         Anything I would cook, he would kiss my hand and say “you are the best cook of the world”

-         While watching TV, I would cuddle him on the couch

Then I got married, was overjoyed. What more do I want, I was marrying the best male available on earth. But all you guys, jumping to conclusion of getting in a live-in relationship, read on, there is more to know

It was all-different, I was not just a wife, I was now a sister-in-law, a daughter-in-law, an elder sister, a grand daughter-in-law, and some more relationships that I ever knew. And on top of it, we both belonged to different religions and there was this new traditions to follow which I dint knew exist .

After a series of visiting relatives homes from both sides, juggling between the traditions, we finally came back to start our married life.

The life with my husband

-         I love him , because he was now my husband

-         He stopped helping ,I do all the cleaning and cooking.

-          I make his coffee every morning.

-         Flowers??? What are they? I thought they went extinct after my wedding

-         Candle light dinner, candles are to be used when the power is out, isn’t it?

-         “Look at yourself, don’t you feel bad”, “Why don’t you do something about your ever-growing weight” – My dear hubby says

-         Evenings are time for making dinner and iron mine and my husbands clothes

-         Hand in Hand, “Should we advertise our love?” – he says

-         Expensive and beautiful clothes –" you just bought one 2 months ago, dint you? Why do you need more?"

-         Shoes “how many shoes do you want, the house is getting all cluttered with your shoes” ”Do you want to blow up all our money on shoes?”

-         “Honey I don’t feel like cooking today” I say. “So, what do you want me to do ?Cook” he would answer

-         Anything I would cook, he would say “My mom makes it very well, hmmm… I miss her”

-         While watching TV, I would cuddle him , “Cant you just sit straight why do you have to keep falling on me?”

So all you people who think live-in relationship is going to be sneak preview of marriage would be like, please wake up to reality. Live-in relationship is like the review of a Microsoft product; all the nice and extra features are lost when the product is purchased.

NOTE: I might have painted my hubby as a snob, but wait till you hear his side of the story.