This 2nd September, Sure and I stepped in to 18th year of our married life, and when I look back it's full of marital bliss, challenges and fights... Every day is different and there are times when every day was just the same. 

It's become a tradition for me to write a poetry or a snippet for my wedding anniversaries and didn't want to put a stop to that tradition.

Planning to keep this blog post, a souvenir for my grandchildren.  Hope they read this post and pour over the old photographs of their beautiful grandma, grandpa and their dad...

This was how I evolved....

My Dad decided that my Mom, would be his eternal partner and I have witnessed their affinity to each other, love at times and fights some time. If you look at their wedding photograph, Mom holding her leg firm and keeping her distance and dad slightly leaning to his left and made sure to respect the distance.... Date: 12th sep 69 "Spring of 69"? and Viji resulted on a Summer of 1971...

(the last to your right in the first row is Viji, in drill "shun" posture; that was a new white canvas shoe, I bought for the group photo event)

Let's not talk about schools, colleges or my marks... lets stick to interesting aspects of my life...

Dad and Mom,  who got married little late in their life, mom on her late twenties and dad in early thirties, decided to get me married little early, still wondering why they were not punished for their offence, encouraging child marriage.

So, they chose the same month they got married and chose Suresh as their Son-in-law and hung to him like their life line.. Sure yielded very happy, handsome and not knowing that he is being sucked in to a whirlwind of utter madness... yeah! he had me, what else?

But he is the rein, who made sure, that I don't get overboard and do things at instinct. When hours of arguments with my parents doesn't work, Sure's silence would make me yield to whatever he says and his decisions are well thought off. He is sensible, practical and a man with such a dashing smile all the time.  We got engaged to be married on 24th June 1994.




















(Hey Sure, between you fell for that long hair didn't you?)

It was decided that we are to be married on 2nd September 1994. My Brother, Srinivasan's upanayanam (thread ceremony) was also fixed on the same date.  He was studying in college then. Now that he a CEO of a company, I don't want to damage his ego by publishing his body builder photograph.. when I weighed close to 40 kgs, he would have weighed 35 kgs or so.



The day dawned with a mild drizzle and I was clad in 9 yards madisaar sari, kept eyeing at the half naked man standing next to me shyly.  Sure was crying (he was sitting before agni in the homa kundam), his huge shell frame glasses, hiding those eyes, adorned with Kajal. Kajal courtesy, my mom... her hand trembled while applying Kajal in suresh's eyes before "kaasi yaathirai" and the tremble in her hand resulted in a thick blotch of kajal upto 2 inches below his eyes and as he tried to rub it off, it got rubbed on and he looked quite a sight.
 






















At 9.50 AM, Suresh tied the Thaali on my neck and that was the moment of my life. I was looking at Suresh, while he was busy shaking hands with his friends and relatives :)

That was the only day, I was dazed and silent in my life, the only day I didn't go overboard and kept my mouth sealed, only spoke when a question was addressed or a response was expected. Kept smiling the whole day.

At 3.25 PM on 1st July 1996, Anirudh was born after a very tough labour which lasted for 18 hours and when I realised, I had no energy to "Push", C-section was conducted and Ani was born.  Very chubby and cute baby.

It was in the year 1997, a day before Ani's first birthday, I quit my job and became a home maker.  Ani used to wake up at 6 in the morning and go to bed by 9.30 in the night. A chatterbox like me... whatever I used to talk, he used to repeat in the same rhyme, even before he started to talk. And, he expected me to talk to him the whole day and he loved to repeat every sentence, at the beginning we were amazed but later became tired and I started to sing. When I complete a song and take a breather, he will say "MMMM...." and start to sing ooo la la la, ooo la la la.. (minsara kanavu days) and expect me to join. Even now, I change the channel when "mana madurai maamara kilayilae" song is played...



Even if his eyes closes on its own volition, he will make sure to rub the eyes and keep wake.  It was tiring, trying 2.8 years but full of fun too and then Ani started his school. I had half a day and wow...! it was a luxury, I didn't waste those few hours and I slept.  This idleness after all the exercise of running around at job and behind Ani, was the reason behind my increased weight.



7th September 2007, we arranged for Anirudh's thread ceremony and it was the same handsome Suresh, and slightly heavy viji, who exchanged garlands again....



Ani's school and there he is sitting to the right of his class teacher.... Can't believe time runs this fast, Ani is taller than me now and I feel really proud, when I see my handsome son and his "take a chill pill" kinda look he gives me all the time.




















Now when I look back at the 17 years of my married life, I see moments of joy, moments of depression, moments of love, moments of passion and excitement... Now, I am in to human resources in an IT company and I love my job, the serene and tranquil work place and wonderful people around..