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7 year itch

It was seven years ago – they were going to pass out in a month. The farewell dinners had begun, the next week would be placements. Post which they would all step out in the big bad corporate world, go their own ways.

She remembered that night so clearly. It was a pleasant night – he looked so yummy cute in his red fabindia kurta. The night was jovial – lots of dancing, singing and laughing. Her heart skipped many beats, when he belted out Duur.

She looked so cute as she and her girl pals croaked out purani jeans. She really was a terrible singer, but the excitement in her voice while she sportingly sang on tugged his heart-strings.

That night she waited for him online – she wondered if she should just log off and sleep. She was really tired. She gave herself another 5 mins, and another and another. Finally he came online and after around an hour of the topic he said

So what would you say if i asked you out

She said: I think i would not say No

and that was how it was – no flowers, no fireworks going off, no undying declarations of love –

7 years on – There still are no declarations of love, no flowers and the only fireworks that go off are during diwali.

But we have grown up together into real adults, become best friends, laughed, cried, fought mostly over the remote, holidayed, supported each other’s in illness, careers,treks and more. We are comfortable with each other enough to say, do, wear whatever we want and know that the other person still loves you.

i dont have words to describe what we have but there aint no 7 year itch here baby!

p.s. I have scheduled this post at the exact time The Tall One asked me out.
I started off trying to make this a romantic story but after close to two hours of trying, i decided to tell it as it is

Hand in hand for the next 77 years

Hand in hand for the next 77 years

*Photo is the property of nuttie natters*

Wordless Wednesday – the tear jerker

Well thank you for your sympathies and the get well soons…but i think that this is critical given that my drama queen status is being fiercely fought for by Di and Sags.

The Mummified Look:

Post the mummified look, we go in for the stitched up look:

Now now…dont cry for me – am all better…

* gross as they are – all photos are the property of nuttie natters*