Love : The Story Of Us by Geeta Shrestha

And sometimes you come across some people so happily in love that all they radiate is warmth, joy and love! Here’s a guest post by Geeta Shrestha on her LOVE Story. Enjoy!! – lexlimbu

Love: The Story of Us

There is something I’ve been meaning to write for a long time, but haven’t known how to say it. And, for a-not-quite-as-longtime, I’ve been feeling to pour my heart out officially on the auspicious occasion of Valentine’s Day.

By this time you must have all have realized what and whom I am going to write about. Yes, it’s him and our story. And I am not going to write about how we met and happen to fall in love in detail which I believe is something you are already familiar with. I will though write some of the highlights which without mentioning them, leaves my story incomplete and nonsensical.

What you have to know about me and Rajendra is that our life together is based on one fundamental concept – the joy of randomness. If it wasn’t for pure coincidence, absurdity, and silliness, we never would have gotten together.

Yes it all happened in those numbered months in Kirne when I being in my early sixteen was too vulnerable, and he quite above me, was concerned about his career more than anything. I felt as if love was never his forte. And it all started with a mere youthful infatuation of sixteen. I don’t know a straw how it turned into something Love.

Nothing could best describe me as much as this word ‘Immature’ did those years. I wanted things too fast; too fast that I would be ridiculously impatient if I had to wait things to happen to me. Love could be no exception with my habit of wanting things fast. Since the day I realized that I had been feeling unusual about him, I wanted him to feel the same way I did. Love happened to me; I wanted him to let love happen to him as well. Unformed I was, unformed were my feelings about love.

For him love wasn’t possible in just a couple of days. Love could be set in motion quickly –but love needed time to grow into something strong and enduring. For him, Love was, above all about the commitment and dedication and a belief that spending years with a certain person would make him no regret at the end of the day, and would only find the good wholeness that everything was worth-fighting for beforehand.

Those were such years if I had to describe, I would feel no reluctance to say that ‘We were standing in the middle of nowhere love-wise’. Long-distance relationship had long survived anyhow, but it was slowly becoming hard for both of us to sustain it any good more years. We hadn’t given any hopes though.

I was living with a belief that “Distance means so little when someone means so much.” But this too sounded too much like a cliché and seemed to work nowhere. Still we had a hope that we will end up into something good. If there were anything that would bring us together and live like a fairy-tale-happy-ending story in the years that followed, that would be me happening to go to where he was; the place was nowhere, but the United States of America.

It was about last year. 2013 was a long, exciting year. I’ve had a lot of chaotic terrifying or simply bad years in my life. But 2013 was not one of them. For all its frustrations and irritations, this year has done much more than many. It has done more than most. It has offered me a promise that next year will only be better.

I have been dreaming a life with him for last six years. Dreaming is so easy a job. But nothing easy is ever easy. A dream that required no effort was equally hard to make it real. I cannot but be grateful to that particular day Dec. 10, 2013 that not only gave me the license to USA, but let live my dream which I have long wished for, to that place where I can find him and feel his love for me. I came to USA on 25th December. Yes, on Christmas Day. It was such an amazing day and I was overwhelmed by the outpouring of love bestowed to me. Rajendra is more incredible than I thought he was. He has been providing me unconditional love and care; guiding and teaching me the good things.

We are now in the different parts of United States. I live in Lawton, and he is in New York. And though I miss him every day, I am not little grieved to be living in a place at least two-or-three-long-fights away from where he is living now. What is to grieve about when I had Christmas like that, when I was bestowed such love which I didn’t even imagine beforehand, and was least prepared for?

I am doing pretty well here. It would not have been possible without my parents, HIM, and his loving family who now have become the vital parts of my heart now.

Life has never felt so perfect. I don’t know if I will ever be as happy as I am now. I have everything I have ever truly wanted from life. I am utterly, completely, and constantly enveloped in love.

It’s an incredible feeling. Knowing that I am living a life in what I will probably look back on at the end of my life as the happiest I have ever been. The happiest I will ever be. The years when my life was pretty much perfect.

No matter what happens, no matter what changes………..my life will forever be better because of this. Because of this incredible, magical, perfect time.

And you made it possible Rajendra. We both made it possible together. It is true that when people care about each other, they will always find a way to make it work. And we made it happen. You are so amazing, so good a human being. I am blessed I have you. HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY RAJENDRA.