A meeting with Didi July 2, 2009
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I’ve been in Sydney this this past week, and while I was over the other side of Australia, Harman though it would be a great idea for me to meet his Didi for the first time ever. 
After a mammoth effort on the part of Harman, his Didi and her husband, Harman Veerji, who drove more than 10hrs overnight just to come and see us, we all managed to meet up at Darling Harbour at 5pm in the afternoon.
Before the meeting went ahead I was feeling quite nervous – what will it be like meeting Didi? I hope she likes me, I hope I like her! will it be terribly awkward? or will it go ok? As soon as I saw Harman all those thoughts melted away, Didi introduced herself and I introduced my sisters to her and Harman Veerji and we all ran into Starbucks to escape from the pouring rain. I loved Didi from the moment I saw her, she was so lovely and sweet. As we chatted we found out that we had many things in common: we both feel extremely cold, even in summer, we both think Americans are very loud , we love adding extra spice to our food, we think sarees are beautiful, we think Harman is a baby 
(just kidding 
), we both looooove Shahrukh and so it went on. Harman Veerji was equally as nice, and did such a lovely job making everyone feel at home and comfortable. After Starbucks, we walked through Sydney to go to an Indian Restaurant for Dinner – and surprise, it was the very same restaurant the me, Clare and Celine love that is in Sydney!! after much debate about dinner, we decided on palak paneer, chicken tikka masala, chicken jalfrazi, dal makhani, aloo paratha and rotis.. we had soooo much food that we could barely make a dent in it! Harman Veerji insisted that we eat some sweets, so we had some gulab jamuns and rasgoola.
Harman walked us back to our hotel, and then we sat together chatting for about 20mins waiting for Didi and Harman Veerji to come by to pick him up. We were both overjoyed that the first meeting with his family had gone so well. It’s amazing, just one year ago anything like this seemed so distant and far to us. Finally our dreams are starting to come true.
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Who would I love…? April 1, 2009
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I just took a random ‘who is your soulmate’ quiz on Facebook, and look at the results!
Mary just took the Who is your Soulmate? quiz and got the result: The Dorky Type..
The Dorky Type: His Height: 3 inches taller
His Build: a bit chubby
His Job: engineer
Where you’ll meet him: college!
His kiss: He was nervous but you must admit,it was really romantic
Will you have kids: yah
Wow. that’s the first time I’ve ever got amazed at how accurate a stupid quiz result could be. Well, apart from the ‘dorky part’ 
he’s not that at all . Oh, and the ‘first kiss part’ is wrong too. Saving that for marriage
Happy Birthday to My Harman! February 26, 2009
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Dearest Harman…
Happy Birthday!!!
This is the third birthday that I’ve been able to wish Harman on. The first time we had only been friend for about 1 month, and I was going to wish you a ‘Happy Birthday’ on Orkut, but upon seeing the hundreds of friends who had already scrapped you with their wishes, I almost didn’t bother.. I thought.. he won’t even notice my wishes amongst all of these other ones, and plus, he seems so popular he probably doesn’t even remember who I am. In the end, I DID wish him a very happy 23rd birthday.. and the rest is history
Harman’s next 2 birthdays came and went with us both wishing so, so, much that one year we could actually be together to celebrate! Well finally we are in the same country and same state as each other.. but not the same city. We decided that is would be most sensible if we didn’t meet up on Harman’s actual birthday due to uni classes meaning we would only see each other for about 3hrs and I would travel 5hrs (but I wouldn’t have minded.. I would travel 5hrs just to spend 20min with Harman ). Instead, I’m going to visit Harman on Saturday.. and we have the entire day until 5pm to have fun!! I can’t wait!!
Did you know that?
Every time you walk into a room I can’t wait to see you smile at me..
Travelling for 3 hours seems like travelling for 30 minutes when you are with me..
Listening to you talk makes me happy..
Talking with you makes me laugh… )
Thinking about you makes me dream…
main tainu pyar kardi han.
Love,
Mary
Dreams Coming True January 15, 2009
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Well can you believe it? Harman and I are going to meet very soon! in around 25 days! (we’ll know the exact day once he has his flight date and time confirmed). He is coming to Perth to study, which means we’ll soon be only 2.5 hours away from each other.
To pass the time until we meet, and to remind us of all the lovely things that we’ve been unable to do together so far, we’re both going to add to this ‘dreams’ list until the day we meet.
1) Mary: We can read the ‘Our Love Story’ card together, which Harman gifted me on my birthday.
2) Harman: We’ll buy ‘Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi’ and watch it together.
3) Harman: I can show you all the scrapbook entries that i got at my farewell.
4) Harman: I can show you all the birthday cards/gifts that i got from my friends.
9) Mary: I can make you eat Australian foods like Vegemite, Pavlova, Lamingtons, and Kangaroo!
10) Harman: We can watch the Hollywood movies ‘50 First dates‘ and ‘Enchanted‘ together.
11) Harman: We can listen to the songs ‘Wo pehli baar‘ and ‘Suno na‘ while taking a stroll on the Bunbury beach.
12) Mary: Play beach cricket and ‘flags’ on the sand at Koombana Bay.
- Aapki Nazaroon ne (Bally Saggo remix)
- Ajab Si (Om Shanti Om)
- Akhiyan ch needar (Punjabi movie – Assa nu maan watanaa da)
- Hey Shona
- Humein Tumse Pyaar Kitna (Jhankaar Beats)
- Jind Mahi (Punjabi – Malkeet Singh)
- Kaise Mujhe (Ghajini)
- Mera Pehla Pehla Pyaar (mp3)
- Na Tum Jaano Na hum (Kaho na pyaar hai)
- O sanam (Lucky Ali)
- Sajjan Diyan Akhiyan (Punjabi – Harbhajan Maan)
- Suno Na (Jhankar Beats)
- Tu hi meri Shab hai (Gangster)
- You make me wanna (Blue)
- Wo Pehli Baar (Shaan)
- Yaad Aundi aa (Punjabi – Malkit Singh)
- The one thing (Paul Coleman)
‘Love’ly letters December 16, 2008
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A lot has happened in our lives since we last posted on this blog. As we both have had plenty reasons to stay really busy in life, our blogs and emails have decreased. But we’ve atleast managed to chat most days of the week almost all year long. Our extra-ordinary love story keeps getting more out of the ordinary day by day. But i know Mary would agree to when i say that we don’t mind our love story to get a little ordinary, especially the part where we get to see each other more often than half a time in three and a half years (we were on the same continent once). It does get difficult at times to maintain a long distance relationship, but then again that just tests the depths of love.
One thing that helps in keeping our relation going, infact makes it more lovely is as simple as pen and paper. Mary loves to write and read letters, and as we both agree that a physical letters means a lot more than an email or a chat. This fondness of hers has woken up the 5 year old kid in me, who used to love writing letters so much that he would write garbish (cause he hadn’t learnt to write yet ) and post letters to himself. While I’ve been lazy enough to write letters only twice an year, Mary’s been much more frequent in writing letters.
In this blog i would like to write about the most recent letters that i’ve got from Mary. She sent me a lovely stuffed toy, nut chocolates and handwritten letters. Guess how many? Not one, not two, not even five but 8 letters. Am i lucky or what? i get 8 lovely letters from the loveliest person on the planet and what is the occasion? Nothing :) , She was just missing me and i was unavailable for chat, so she wrote me letters which she could post to me later. Thanks a lot Mary for the lovely letters. Words coming directly from the heart have a special meaning.
Next comes the Chocolates. Mary how did you know i love the nuts + chocolates combo? I got this packets of chocolates which is native to Australia because of the nuts used.
When i got the chocolates, i told myself – Harman, don’t finish it off immediately, eat and cherish the extra sweetness of this chocolate for a few days. But the chocolates were so yummy, that i would convince myself to have just “that one more piece” of chocolate. Before i knew, three quarters of the chocolate was finished within 1 hour of opening it J. Putting in my best efforts, i managed to delay finishing off the chocolates to the next day.
Next comes Jumpy. Yes i’ve given my stuff toy a name. Since he’s from Australia you must have guessed he’s a Kangaroo (i still cant believe people eat kangaroos ). Here see for yourself how cute the infant looks.
Well Mary since you got the toy for children above 3 yrs old, you guessed my age perfectly.. he he. And your prank worked out perfectly, even better than you would have expected. Jumpy was packed in a Tin can, and i didn’t have a can opener. I tried to open the can using combination of nailcutter, knife etc and eventually it took me 2 days and several attempts to open it . Not only that, once the can cover was opened by me, i was confused if the if the toy would jump out of the can or even if it was real or fake. Call me stupid but the fur felt really real. Finally i was able to take out the toy and found it to be so extra cute (why do they eat them 
- he he). Jumpy even has a pouch where my fingers rest when they feel cold :P .
Well Mary, thanks once again for the lovely gifts and letters. You made an ordinary day, a special one for me.
A lovely song June 12, 2008
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I’ve been wanting to share this song on punjab2perth for a while now. Isn’t it beautiful? one of my friends told me to try and search for ‘Atif Aslam’ songs and gave me a short listen to this song from his car speakers… I searched around and here it is. I feel that this song describes a lot of what Harman and I are going through. We just want to be together.
Hope you enjoy the song! Why don’t we both post any of our favourite romantic songs here Harman?
Mary
EDIT -*-*- 19/2/2009-*-*-* Adding songs we love to this post!
Ajab Si
Bol na Halke Halke
A wonderful dream May 27, 2008
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Wow, what a wonderful dream I had……
Mary usually has a lot of dreams with me in them, but I rarely have them. The few that I have, I forget soon as my memory is really short term. But this one was too sweet to be forgotten……
Whats it about? But ofcourse our first meeting. Now we have imagined our first meeting to be at an Airport where either she will come to pick me up or I will. So it was strange when iI dreamt of meeting Mary in a market and that too with my mummy and sister. Here it goes….
I’m walking with my cousin Jagman, and asking him about Mary. How she is, where she is, who she is with? I’m so excited. Then I reach the market and am on the first floor (one of those mettalic pedestrian walk overs). I look down to see her and catch a glimpse of her. There she is, wearing a Blue t-shirt and a skirt and standing next to mummy and didi. Wow, she looks so beautiful…I start climbing donw the metalic spiral stairs.
When I reach downstairs, I have to meet everyone. Surprisingly I go to meet mummy and Didi first (save the best for the last maybe). And then the time finally comes. I look at Mary, she’s so beautiful. She’s got awe struck eyes and a half open mouth. I shake hands with her, but dont get a response from her hands. She’s too busy looking at me. I open up my arms to hug her, but she isnt done looking at me yet. Upon seeing my arms stretched, she moves back half confused and half ashamed to hug me in front of my family. But all this while she is looking at my face with admiring eyes. For a moment, I cant understand why she doesnt want to hug me. My stupid mind thinks of reasons. Is it my untied shoes? Am I smelling bad? But then I notice the love in her eyes. I notice how she is enjoying looking at me. I see the confusion in her eyes. She doesnt know what to do? Look at me and keep looking at me? Or come and hug me? No my parents are there, what would they think? She’s confused and I finally understand her confusion. I give her a smile, and move towards her. She is still awe-struck but relaxes on seeing me smile. And then i just give her a small friendly hug. I know from her warm hug that she loves the hug…..
….and thats all i remember about my dream. This has to be one of the most amazing dreams I’ve ever had….
Here’s a song i would love to play on our first meeting: Wo pehli baar
Thank You God!!! May 12, 2008
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Thank you god for the wonderful people you have brought to my life.
When I was a little kid, about 5-6 years old, I was in Germany. I would look at the german girls and think they are so beautiful. I used to think, I should marry a white girl . But then one day I overheard my mum talking with someone and saying Indian girls are much more beautiful than others. I thought ‘no way’. But it had to be true. I mean what elders say is always correct J So I changed my mind to marry a white girl.
I remember, I was around 6 or 7 and we were in Ludhiana. We were in India for didi and my examinations. Me, mama and didi were on Rickshaw and we saw a marriage palace. Didi started teasing me and said, that’s where we will marry you. Then mummy teased, no he will marry a foreigner. I shouted, no!! I’ll marry an Indian. Indian girls are more beautiful. Mummy and Didi were surprised and started teasing me and asking me how I got that into my head.
Lets jump to 1996-97. These were the golden days of my life. I was in Grade 7 and just got crazy about cricket. India had just won the Titan Cup against all hopes. And I had made four of my best friends in schools (two of who still happen to my best friends today). I had just made the switch from backyard cricket to Park cricket and was a big hit. Everyday, I would go to the park at around 4-4:30pm with my friends, and play till 7 pm. And it was time for ‘Bewitched’ on TV, one of my favorites. I used to love Samantha, and thought she was so so beautiful. I used to look at her and wonder why mummy called Indians more beautiful. I dreamt of having a wife who looked like Samantha. I loved her nose, her smile and especially her chin.
Let’s jump to 2005. First year after college and my first year in Job too. It’s November-December and I don’t have much work. So I do a lot of Orkutting. One of my cricket friends from Delhi School, makes a community. He’s a fast bowler, so guess which ground he chooses to make a community on? Perth ofcourse! I’m the third member, and go into the community to see what my good friend has posted. I see a girl there, requesting to join the community because she’s also a member of the WACA in real life. Now I think wow! A girl who likes cricket so much that she’s a member of a cricket ground. This is interesting…..and I proceed to have a look at her profile.
What I see in her profile further amuses me. Mary C, from Bunbury who loves cricket. She also happens to love India. Is a big SRK fan and loves to wear saris. Also happens to be a photographer. I’m amazed to read all this and wonder what is it that she likes so much in India. Well anyways, I gotta leave her a scrap and I do. Her profile pic is nothing amazing. Just a picture of her taking her own pic in the mirror. Half of her face is hidden by the camera. What strikes me though is the Sari she is wearing and the color of her eyes – light. The photograph is black and white, so I assume she has blue eyes.
Me and Mary become friends. We have a lot of interests in common, and talk to each other mostly on email. Its November end and I’m now in Delhi at my dear friend Himanshu’s house. I tell Himanshu of all my new friends and tell her about Mary too. I show him Mary’s profile and even he is surprised to know all of Mary’s interests. He jokes ‘So Harry’s going to marry Mary’. Ha ha….I laugh and say No Way…that’s totally impossible, out of this world! She’s Aussie, my parent will never allow me. But at the back of my mind I think, why isn’t it possible…
I come back to my work in Pune. I took lovely pics of my cousin’s toddler ‘Ajaypal’ so put one of his cutest pics on my orkut profile. Meanwhile I notice that Mary has changed her profile pic too. And the new profile pic is so so amazing. She’s wearing a Black Sari again, but has a big Smile on her face. Her eyes are big and she has dark curly hair (again a black and white pic). Instantaneously, I’m in love with her picture. I start teasing her by leaving her scraps. Also my work load decreases dramatically and I end up chatting with her at work daily for 3-4 hours. I absolutely love chatting with her.
And then everyone knows what happens. Mary and I have been together for over two years now. We still haven’t met, but our relationship has remained strong.
Today I want to thank god for everything that he has given me. He first gave me wonderful parents. Parent who knew their job. Who were strict when they needed to be strict and calm and supportive on the whole. Then the best elder sister. A sister who scolded me when it was time to scold me (sometimes even when it wasn’t ), and hugged me when I needed one. A sister who I was so mean to and shouted at, at times, and yet she loves me even more. My family who basically loves, trusts and supports me all the time.
Then the wonderful friends he gave me. My best friend Sandy who knows what’s going on in my mind without even talking to me. Then Lucky, who would do anything to make my day special. Mahima, who would scold me until I took the right step. Amita who would hug me and look up to me like an elder brother. And Himanshu, my younger brother.
If that wasn’t enough, god did something amazing. He looked into one of my dream and gave it to me. I was 11-12 and the dream was something like this.
A Girl, with beautiful green-blue eyes,
A cute little nose and a wonderful smile!
She’s gotta have Samantha’s chin,
And cute little Tabatha’s infectious grin.
But the outer appearance don’t matter
It’s the heart that’s gotta be better.
Oh God, give me a sensible wife
A pure person who always thinks right
A girl who would care for the small and the poor,
Who would give them her food, she’s mine for sure.
A girl who loves to hug and smile
And someone who would love me all the while
The most loving person in whole wide world,
Who makes me warm, when its so darn cold.
I am a guy who loves being loved,
So give me some to who I am beloved.
A Girl, with beautiful green-blue eyes,
A cute little nose and a wonderful smile!
A Girl with heart made of Gold
A fairy Princess, lo and behold!
I asked god to give me a wife who would love me more than anything in the world. What the girl looked like, I never asked god for. But I would day dream about how she would look and hope that she actually is like that.
Thank you god, for the wonderful person you have given me in Mary. She truly is the exact Fairy Princess I was looking for. You give me what I asked for, a sensible, loving, caring girl who loves me more than anything else. But you also made sure you gave me what I didn’t ask for, and dreamt for..
Thank you so much. I wonder a lot of times why I get to be so lucky!!
God I request you 1 last thing. Please ensure that Mary and I live happily ever after. Just like one of the many fairy stories I used to listen to as a kid. Only the writer for this story is you – God himself….
