Why does not seeing you – even if it’s just for a moment each day – make me feel like this?

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.

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

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

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.

7) Mary:   Sit together holding hands.

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.

20) Harman: Take Mary for a ride along the Swan river on my bike

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.

Pehli Nazar Mein

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

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