4th Anniversary - My version

Another late post, but as I was saying, I've been thinking about this blog for some time...

Those of you who come here from B's blog or just happen to know us, will know that it was our 4th wedding anniversary on the 5th of January, the day after my brother's 4th wedding anniversary. Four years zipped by and I think as I grow older, the years seem to going by really fast.

Our anniversary falls in such a busy time, shortly after the Holiday season and the day before B's birthday. This also means I have to get 3 gifts pretty much at the same time. For our anniversary, this year's gift was a sandwich toaster.

The wedding day was just such a blur for me since I was on some incredible sort of high. I feel excited every time I think about it, though I don't really focus on anything. I was just so emotional that we finally got married. At last!

I knew that B was the person I was going to marry the first moment I saw her, at a wedding reception. I didn't even speak to her till a week later when she gatecrashed a school party. Anyway, like a good movie, I saw her only for the last bloody song at the party and I was just so excited that I could at least now find out her name. So we hardly spoke for like 5 mins and B anyway lied to me saying she was in the 12th. I was totally in love with her and knew I would get married to her. Perhaps I was ‘an honourable man’ at the time and falling in love for me meant getting married. I met her again 7 months later and the rest of course is too long to bore you with details.

However, 10 ½ years later, still can’t imagine any other situation in which I would be happier. I was /am an idealist but at the time I met B, I used to theorize everything I believed in and I even wrote an essay just for myself on God being the sum total of all matter and energy which followed laws of physics blah blah. Today I realize that some things cannot be analyzed using regular rules because they cannot be broken down into smaller parts. Such as God and Love. We can try to describe parts of the experience but it is just to urge us on to experience the real thing.

I still cannot satisfactorily explain the process of falling in love with B. Is falling in love ever a process? I had absolutely no data to make a decision on, other than the obvious looks. B is hot! but that doesn’t explain how everything turned out perfect. Is it instinct? Does every person who falls in love, no matter how well they know their beloved, lose logic and reason at that point of actually falling in love? Didn’t some philosopher say how we just believe in something, and make up reasons for why we believe in it, rather than the other way around.

B and I keep wondering whether we’re weird for praising each other so much. The other theory is that we’re just oxytosin junkies. I think its just so comfortable that most of the time (somewhere close to 95% according to some estimates) we just talk junk. We can’t even talk about it to other people because it just doesn’t make any sense at all.

What did we do for our anniversary? Well we like doing our routine the best, so we did that but I also made special lunch and dinner, beef in soya sauce and honey lemon walnut chicken respectively. I think I also pigged out at Baskin Robbins.