Your Days, My Nights

Your Days, My Nights

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Actually each time I started writing this story, I just end up with missing you terribly and then sobbing like a baby. Missing you gets me an eccentric smile on my face with our memories along with a realization that you are across oceans. And I think whenever a person gets a feeling that your lover is at a distance which is measured in terms of overlap of hours is something makes you feel wondrous in terms of faith in a relationship.


The day you flew abroad, I have prepared myself to keep me busy in a hell lot of things so that I should not break down and start feeling alone.

Well, I have achieved pretty good success in that but there is not a single second when you were and you are not on my mind.


You have been running through my veins all the time. Every corner of my world is filled with you.

I miss being in your arms. I miss your gentle kiss on my forehead. I miss you revolving around me each time. I miss you wiping my tears when I cry like a nut on extremely stupid things. I miss you being glaring me miraculously when I do some crazy stuff. I miss you adoring me for every small thing. Huh... There is a lot more honey to fill in this list.


So here we are again, living our lives in different countries, different continents and different time zones. The one thing we are sharing in common is waiting for each other's call desperately. To see each other at least on a screen so that we can feel the love in a gaze.

Sometimes we just stopped talking and keep on staring in eyes like we are sitting next to each other and this reminds me of our initial days of the love story.


Right from the very beginning, we met on your birthday of 2015 and it made us felt like we have something between us. We both didn't sleep that night thinking about each other.

We were on the same page in regards to our past and then so many things happened but absolutely not in a blink of an eye.


That time was long when I was quite in a dilemma and occupied with chaotic circumstances. But somehow our connection was like a wonder to me.

It was always sharpening, strengthening and positive for me.

We were like opposite poles in some fundamental human qualities like nature, behaviors, and habits. But like a cheesy saying "Opposite poles attract each other" , we mingled and get drowned in love. The one common Pinterest we have is a taste of a Music which played very inevitable role to feel like surrendering to one another in love.

And the second most important and vital thing is, we both are MTV reality shows haters except Unplugged and Coke Studio.


Honestly saying if I would have done an arranged marriage then 'A guy who likes Splits villa, Big Boss and Roadies' would be filtered out at a first place. But yeah you fit into my selection criteria perfectly. hahaha Loads of love you for that. Apart from this, I don't think we have many similarities, not even in our families.


When we first told our families about us, there was no hope that our marriage is going to happen. There were not only parents who threw tantrums but a lot more were there.

Matchmaking for us was not up to the mark (we were not even meeting the base marks of it), our stars didn't show the way it should, the caste, then finance and a hell lot of things which were bizarre. Still making out of these we convinced our parents. But this was the easier job, the real battle was on the way which was to satisfy the EGO of every family member.


Now managing this was like a keeping a balloon on a needle and not allowing it to burst out. We fought against all odds and somehow we managed to marry each other and that was like a lifetime achievement for us.

I still remember that only fantasy I hold about my marriage was to just get marry with you. I was not demanding a fancy wedding nor an aisle full of flowers to walk down. Neither I have asked which flower garlands we will exchange for the wedding day. But it exceeded my expectations and we got married in a beautiful way. We got contented like anything.


From that day, you have experienced me in every form. The happy, kiddish, stubborn, clumsy and the weirdest one.

I remember once my father telling you "She is not as easy the way she looks. She is the most stubborn child of our family."And he was a bit skeptical about your performance to handle me. But look at you, you are the person who breaks all stereotypes of a typical husband.


You keep on calling me by yourself with the utmost care every time. I don't even remember, that I called you asking 'why didn't you call me?'. You own the possible responsibilities of everything including household chores, my parents and my mood swings. I didn't ever have to organise your stuff. Instead, you provide me that service for my stuff. You never give me a chance to complain about not giving me your time. You try to keep our married life balanced in all aspect, even allowing me to make my own space. You always respect my decisions (although some were too foolish to turn out). You encouraged me to follow my passion and maintain the integrity of my soul. You made me unveil myself to write up and express things in words at which I am better at.


We barely rarely fight and most important is you keep your mobile away while talking to me even though your favorite series or cricket is running. (I am damn sure that many girls will get jealous on this fact). Moreover, you help me in my shopping in a very honest way. Hahaha.. again the list is infinite to write.


Having these all intriguing qualities, you are definitely a 'Perfect Husband' and all I want to say is that you own my days, nights and dreams even from a long distance.

So Dear Long Distance Hubby, wish you a very Happy Birthday from your love. I wish you grow more and earn more not only money but respect and dignity for a lifetime.


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