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….