Source: Humans of Bombay
“We were in the same batch and class in medical college. Back then, we had these study groups, so 6-7 of us would be studying together but eventually the two of us branched off and began studying by ourselves, and meeting alone. I don’t know when it happened exactly, but through the process we fell in love and got married.
We were in America for a few years after, then London, but eventually we came back home to Bombay. We led very simple lives the two of us, but he was always doing things to make me happy. I remember I used to complain to him saying that ‘we have a love story, but you’ve never taken me to the Taj Mahal.” So on my 60th birthday, he planned a surprise, got me onto a plane and took me to the Taj. He made sure that we were staying in a room where as soon as I opened my eyes, I had the Taj Mahal in front of me and that was so special, because I always thought these romantic gestures were for youngsters, but love just grows.
He was diagnosed with cancer a few years ago, but he never wanted to make any bones about it. He would go in for chemo and go back to work. We tried to make the most of those last 2 years – we would grab lunches in the middle of work, come home early to spend time together, travelled to America and other parts of the world – but the special one was this short 5 day trip to Goa.
Even though he would tire very easily on that trip, we’ve gone for long walks on the beach, eaten amazing food, did the couple Spa and even gambled. We really loved each other, really I wouldn’t have ever lived my life differently.
He passed away a few months after. We led a really simple life together, but I loved it like that. We didn’t have any fancy dinner dates or dine at 5 stars, but it was still beautiful. You know I read somewhere that you have 7 lives and Karma defines how your every life will be – so I must have done something amazing, because this was my perfect life with him.”
