without you… August 30, 2009
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Why does not seeing you – even if it’s just for a moment each day – make me feel like this?
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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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)
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 love letter.. April 13, 2008
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Dear Harman,
I sometimes don’t think I should tell you how much I love you. Why? you ask.. well because
remember we made a promise almost 2 years ago
not to fall in love before we meet
Oh we were allowed to tell each other we liked them, even that we loved them online, but we were both under strict orders from each other to keep it like that. Nothing that we felt between us online was to influence our thinking offline. And so what happened?
we fell hopelessly in love
Right now, and I dream of you, a day dream of you, I think of you constantly, you mean everything to me. This isn’t just a ‘game’ anymore is it? (when I say ‘game’ I mean we haven’t managed to keep it just online have we).
I still remember the first message you sent me on Orkut, the first time I saw a photo of a smiling, happy looking guy. You had the biggest smile in any photo I saw of you. I loved it. I remember the first email too. You wanted to know about my – and I quote, “boyfriend(s)” ha ha ha how wrong you were. I had a promise with myself that there would only ever be one man good enough for me, and when I found him, that was it, he would be the one.
So after a few weeks of emails we began chatting, you could chat for hours on end and I happily abandoned study for those hours to listen, mainly. You loved talking. It was good listening to you, and I had never been so patient with anyone in my life. I usually hated listening, but for some reason you were different.
In May you sent me a letter – you had some Hindi/Punjabi songs for me to listen to. I loved your handwriting, and you wrote the sweetest letter, telling me how you never expected to meet a princess like me. I definitely loved you by then, but had no idea how much more I would fall.
The next time you sent me something was my birthday, A beautiful long letter, a skirt and a precious silver ‘kara’. did you know that gift meant so much to me cause YOU sent it. I had other Indian accessories and clothes but I loved the ones you sent best.
The next year we tried to meet in Paris. It didn’t work, you had just moved for work to the Netherlands, and we only had one week in Paris. When you told me not to get tickets to Belgium, where we had planned to meet for just a few hours, I cried, and cried and cried. I knew that with my study and your work it meant we wouldn’t meet for at least another 12 months. So as I walked the streets of Paris crying and not caring that everyone who passed looked at me, I knew you told me not to come cause you cared for me more than you wanted to meet me.. I had never wanted something so badly in my life as to meet you. Yet, you told me we couldn’t do it. You had given me the same advice as my parents, and that meant you loved me more than I could tell.
The rest of the year went ok. You didn’t have the Internet for almost a month, and I had moved away from home to study at college. It was really hard. I missed you terribly but never wanted to tell you that because it would seem silly. Plus I knew you probably missed me just as badly. Still, I woke at 4am every morning in the slim hope that you would somehow appear online with no Internet connection (aren’t I crazy 
).
There was a time I got mad at you, I had fun with a friend S, and you got jealous. I cried everytime you mentioned it because at the time you couldn’t understand that S was my only friend at college who understood me and I could talk to. I missed home a lot and needed someone. Luckily after I started crying while chatting with you (I think – I don’t actually remember this too well), you made me settle down before I rang you up to assure you I was ok. During that half-hour or so I just sat on my bed and cried and cried. I wanted to try and work out why you didn’t understand… I started to sms you to say it was over, but I couldn’t bring myself to push send.. I hit delete instead and went to check my email. You had sent me 2 or 3 really beautiful emails. You did understand, and I hadn’t realised that. I was at fault too, I had no concept of why someone would feel jealous, and when you told me why, I realised what it must have felt like to you, and I was sad I made you feel that way. I ended that day happier than ever that you were mine.
For my 22nd birthday you sent me an amazing gift, including a ‘princess crown’ from Disneyland, Paris. You had no idea how ‘me’ that was. Ever since I was a little girl I loved princesses, disney and paris. I was seriously shocked at how well you knew me without me telling you….
2008 started and you gave me a huge surprise on Valentine’s day sending flowers, chocolates and a teddy bear… I couldn’t believe someone would send ME a Valentine’s gift. Wow.
April 2008, and I just want to be with you…
Lots of love xx
Mary
one and a half years.. October 30, 2007
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Dear Harman,
Wow, 1 1/2 years since that day, since you proclaimed:
“Harmandeep : you know, i have a confession….
Mary : what?
Harmandeep : hope you dont take it in the wrong sense…
Mary : nope
Mary : tell me
Harmandeep : u ready…
Mary : yup
Harmandeep : well i‘m totally in love with the e-Mary that i know.
Mary :
Mary : omg
Mary: speechless..
Mary : you’re a sweetie..”
And sometime later in that chat…
“Mary : hey.. I would also say I‘m in love with the e-you.. but as I‘ve never been in love before.. I‘m unsure
Harmandeep : he he…….dat is a biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig compliment…….
Harmandeep : the best i‘ve ever ever ever had…
Mary : but it’s true
Harmandeep : i‘m so glad to know dat…
Mary : I just didn’t want to tell you.. I get shy
Harmandeep : u know had u not said it, i would have felt guilty of saying that….i love e-u
Mary : so Itried soo much to not think of you. but it never works
Harmandeep : he he….
Mary : now we just have to meet in real life one day”
Fast forward life 6 months from there -
“Mary sweetheart :*
and guess wat. its exactly 6 months today since we told each other abt our love
& i love you more than anyone on this planet.
If you were here, i would have loved u beyond d limits today( i wish i could at
least hug u on our semi anniversary :* “
1 year on from then..
Still madly in love…..
Still haven’t met….
Thank you for all the times you’ve cheered me up, made me laugh, made me fall totally in love again, been there for me when I’m feeling bad, told me how much you love me, and just been my dearest sweet Harman!
I love you sweetie :*
Happy Valentine’s… February 14, 2007
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8 sweet quotes for Valentine’s Day.
Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep… wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you’re just as pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky his is to have you…. The one who turns to his friends and says, ‘that’s her.’”
One of the hardest things in life is having words in your heart that you can’t utter.”
“Trying to make someone fall in love with you is about as pointless as trying to control who you fall in love with.”
“There are four questions of value in life… What is sacred? Of what is the spirit made? What is worth living for, and what is worth dying for? The answer to each is the same. Only love.”
“When you smiled you had my undivided attention. When you laughed you had my urge to laugh with you. When you cried you had my urge to hold you. When you said you loved me, you had my heart forever.”
“I’m not supposed to love you, I’m not supposed to care, I’m not supposed to live my life wishing you were there. I’m not supposed to wonder where you are or what you do…I’m sorry I can’t help myself, I’m in love with you.”
“We cannot do great things on this Earth, only small things with great love.”
“You know you’re in love when you can’t fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.”
(above) What I would be doing to Harman if he were here I love this picture, it is so romantic! and sigh.. wish I could be hugging you one day 
I don’t really ‘believe’ in Valentine’s Day.. as it is a commercialised, sickly-sweet love fest. But I do believe in love. And I know I am in love… so instead I celebrate Valentine’s Day here on Punjab2Perth as a day to remember how precious love is. And pray that some day we will be together!
Happy Valentine’s Day Harman.
