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May 29, 2014

!!Happy Fourth Anniversary!!

And so.. I had an experience in Taj Falaknuma last evening for my fourth wedding anniversary. (Shocking?! To me too!!  :) ) It was a memorable experience, personally, because my hubby spent time and effort to make time for “us”, remembering my off handed mention of Taj Falaknuma after the raving reviews. We both are mostly “go and get it done” people, at least when it comes to experiences at least one of us enjoys. So, it was surprising that we waited for an occasion, perhaps, we both hoped to make our anniversary memorable subconsciously, thanks to the influence of web about the grandeur of the palace.

Adorned in a saree, surrounded by peaceful never ending land, walking hand in hand with my guy, made me feel the richness from within me. That moment of peace, that moment of shared intimacy among strangers, that moment of love that engulfed me, watching him awestruck at the brilliance of the then Nawab was worth the experience that dented his wallet. Watching him gasp and stare made me feel ridiculously amused. And holding him and being held by him made the day’s closure picture perfect. Thank you dear, for the drive and the palace setting ?.

Looks like the then Nawab and my hubby share the same madness for wood. I am not kidding when I say this: he pointed out that the bed he got done for our bedroom and the sofas in the darn palace are made of the same wood and he said: I give you a Queen’s bed and you crib about the wood. Yes, I hate wood, I can’t help it. Whether it is Queen’s bed or a paltry mattress, what difference does it make, when it makes me feel old and ancient? Longevity be damned, I would much rather have style and hence peace of mind, thank you very much!!

I choose to remember this day because he managed to drive “to” the place without cribbing about the traffic, wooed me with the setting and genuinely enjoyed himself rather than just for me. Little things matter!

“You can talk with someone for years, every day, and still, it won't mean as much as what you can have when you sit in front of someone, not saying a word, yet you feel that person with your heart, you feel like you have known the person for forever.... connections are made with the heart, not the tongue.”

Congratulations to us!

1 comment:

Su.. said...

Hearty congratulations, fren!! :-)