Waiting for Adult-Life

For some reason, these days i feel like i want to finish my master’s programme as soon as possible and get a job that is satisfying and that pays well. For some reason i want to feel like an adult. I want to have a job and go home tired. Or to see KJ after work.

 

Well, these days because KJ is having his PhD classes and his new classmates are usually around him, i don’t like to be in that group. I like to spend time with KJ alone. Or at most with his friends from his master’s course (my seniors). Anyway, i told KJ that we should see each other less because i feel that i spend my entire day with him. I feel like i don’t have a life outside of him. I hang out with him on campus, talk to him on phone for so long. He is not part of my daily routine but has taken over my daily routine. Not that i don’t want to see him. I do. I feel so sad when i don’t get to see him on campus.

 

However, i would want to have some ‘me’ time. KJ, on the other hand, has it all. He is pretty good at this. He spends time with me, with his friends, with classmtes. He works. He takes his classes for the coursework in phD. But i did not have anything apart from him. This was the situation a few days ago.

 

So we talked. I told him what i was feeling. He understood and made suggestions. And i told him what i wanted. KJ is really understanding and is always there for me.

 

And now, a few days later, i feel good. I don’t feel like he has overtaken my life. I don’t feel that i don’t have a life outside of him. Like today i spent my own time on campus with my friend and classmates and then went to meet KJ. It seemed like i was meeting him after work.

 

I can’t wait to feel like an adult. And adult who is in a loving relationship. But she has a job so she works hard and before going back home in the evening; she takes time out for her boyfriend. A mature and secure relationship like that. I’m beggining to feel that i have it.

Finding the One

I thought it could only happen in my imagination. It being finding true love. I thought it also happens in Hollywood rom-coms but it could never happen to me. Also, finding true love meant that that love would have to be a good person, not just anybody. Not a bad boy falling in love with me. But a nice guy. So true love had to be nice as well.

 

I never thought i could find it. And now that i have, it seems so normal. It feels like ‘Was this that i was worried about? Did i think i would never find love?’ Because what i have now was what i always wanted, always dreamed of, and it feels like everything happened so smoothly. It feels like i did not even have to wait for so long to find true love. Though a few years ago, it seemed to me that i would have to wait till eternity. Now, it seems like i’m so lucky that i found somebody so right so soon in life. I’m in my early twenties, and my boyfriend KJ is older than me. So though he had to wait for long, i did not. At least, not as long as he has waited for the right one.

 

When i was waiting for the right one to come along, i never thought that there would be somebody else waiting and dreaming for the kind of love that i had dreamed about.

 

There were so many things on my mind a few years ago. I had been worried about my higher studies, about whether i’ll find a job or not, whether i’ll ever find love. But things changed suddenly. I got into this university for my masters and i found love.

 

Like KJ, even i though that university is one of those places where one finds love because there are so many people around you. So you would think that there would be at least one among those people who would be for you. But after initial heartbreak, KJ had thought if he had left this university without finding love, he would accept that there is no one made for him. And after falling for a guy who did not like me back, i had thought that there is probably no guy who is right for me. I had thought that probably it would take me years to find the perfect man but then i also thought that there probably doesn’t exist a guy like that. How could a dream guy be real? Somebody like that, if real, would not already exist but need to be born now. That’s how crazily i had thought.

 

What i did not know back then was that somebody like that had already been born, and born way before i had.

 

These days i feel finding him was so easy, like it was something that was meant to happen and i was stupid to have been worried about finding true love. Like finding true love was so easy.

 

I feel so blessed and so lucky. I cannot thank my guardian angel enough to have let me find true love, not just somebody i would love but somebody who would love me back the same way.

 

KJ baby, i know how much i mean to you. I know what place i hold in your life. Sometimes i forget how important you are to me. I don’t forget that i love you but i forget that you are that precious thing i had been waiting for. I forget that once upon a time you were impossibility. Yet you happened. You happened to me baby. You call me a miracle because you say people are not lucky to find love the second time but you were lucky that you did. Baby, you are the biggest miracle that has ever happened in my life.

 

I thought these things only happened in movies so that we could keep hoping in real life. But now i know that these things happen in real life too. Something that your heart wishes for can actually happen some day when you are least expecting it. When you think you’re not the kind of person they are looking for, that’s when they start getting attracted to you. When you think with the end of the semester, things would change, that’s when there starts something new.

 

When you think you would never find love and will remain unmarried forever, that’s when somebody slips into your life. And when you look back, you thank god with all your heart that you did not do a single thing differently. Because if you had, this person would not have come into your life. You thank god for all your success and all your failures; for all that time when you went off the track; for all that time when you thought life was being unfair to you by putting you in a situation you did not want to; for all those times you choose to do something unconventional, choose to take a risk. You thank god that you failed at all the things you failed, and succeeded in all the things that you did. You thank god that you chose to study in the university you studied in. You thank god that you chose to quit your job even after crossing 30 and go back to college to get a masters degree. You thank god that you chose to take the risk of ‘what people would think of you’, how others would treat you once they get to know you are older than them.

 

You thank god that you were different enough to find love.

Him & Me: Little Perfections

When I was single (about six months ago. I'd been single for like four straight years), i would envy people who were in a relationship especially my friends. I wasn’t jealous but i was envious. I strongly wanted to be in their shoes. I wanted a boyfriend. But not for the sake of having a boyfriend. I knew I did not want somebody like my ex. I wanted to find the love of my life. I never really had a bigger dream than that. My dream was never to have a family or go on a vacation or stuff. But to just find the love of my life. The one person who would love me and I would love him back.

The one person that i believed everyone should have in their life.

 

I always wished for that person. I know i had wished for him since i was a pre-teen. I believed no matter what happens in life, you will meet one person, meeting whom will be a compensation for all the bad things in your life; for all the times you’d cried. That the wait will be worthwhile.

 

And then i found KJ, my boyfriend. What i share with him is what i could only dare to imagine or only daydream. I couldn’t dare to wish or pray for it. But yes, i hoped for it.

 

I had always wished for somebody who would hold my hand in public; who’d meet my friends; who’d let his friends know that he is in a relationship; who’d know my dreams, my fears, my anxieties; with whom i could go watch a movie; go out for lunch; talk for hours.

 

From where i see our relationship, it seems perfect to me in its own simple way.

 

Also, i think we all want to flaunt our romantic relationship or if not flaunt, at least talk about it. I wanted to do that so much and especially because my ex hid our relationship from people. I wanted to scream; to let people know that i’m in a relationship. But then slowly i realized it’s just not worth it. If a guy does not want to acknowledge that you are a part of his life, then... well, you know how to let yourself out the door.

 

Now, with KJ, i don’t feel the ‘need’ to flaunt or talk about it. I don’t ‘talk’ about our relationship to my friends or sister. And not because i’m ashamed or not enough in love to talk about him. KJ and i are in love and my friends know that. My friends and my sister have met him and like him a lot. I don’t feel the ‘need’ (desperate need) to let my loved ones know that somebody is in a relationship with me. I do talk about KJ but not in a desperate, lonely girlfriend. But just as a normal and important part of my life, which he is, which my friends and sister know.

 

The reason i write about KJ and i here is because i’m invisible here. Because i’m happy. Because i never thought i could be mature in love. Because i never thought i’d find someone like KJ. I never thought he’d want somebody like me. I’d never thought i’d finally get to have what i used to be envious of. I’d never thought i’d get what my friends used to have. And honestly, i know it’s a million times better.

 

Sometimes the reason i don’t talk about me and KJ is because nobody would understand, because for everybody else we’re just another couple. But maybe because true love always gets reflected off our faces, people get to know how much right our relationship feels.

 

And yesterday, somebody who means a lot to me said “sometimes i’m jealous of you and KJ.”

 

I felt bad that their relationship wasn’t working out well. But when it came to me and KJ, i felt a subtle happiness. It seemed all my dreams came true. That KJ and i are the perfect couple. We have so much in common but then we have an age difference and we belong to different religious communities, but somehow we’re perfect.

 

I felt so blissful. Like my dream had come true. I bet when i tell KJ about this, he’d be so happy because this was his dream too. He had waited for the right one longer than I have.

Him & Me

How much time we waste wondering how to kiss someone, which side to tilt your head so that you don’t bump your noses; how much time we waste imaging the awkwardness of taking your clothes off in front of someone.

 

Yesterday I realized that when it happens with the right guy, everything is perfect. My boyfriend KJ and I got to spend time in an apartment together for the first time since we’ve been together. We did not have sex. We are waiting for the right time. But we were close, holding each other, kissing each other. It was the first time I bared my body in front of a guy. Not just any guy but the one who loves me the most in the world, the one I love.

 

We were so real. Like we were no longer two different people but one. Body to body. Soul to soul.

 

Yesterday I thought that there are no two people in the world who could be as comfortable and as real with each other, and love each other the way KJ and I did. Today I still think the same. Love is an awesome thing. It makes every moment perfect. Initimacy between two people in love is so beautiful. Every other person and thing takes a back seat from then on. Love seems to be the most important thing in this world. Love seems to be the one thing worth fighting for.

 

PS: Dear Ex, you did not know how to treat a girl. Thank god, I said no when you tried to ‘force’ yourself upon me. Thank god, you’re my ex.

What My Boyfriend Thinks...

While talking to my boyfriend KJ a few nights ago, I got to know something that I did not know before or even think of before. We were talking about religion. We weren’t arguing about religion. We were just talking. And we talk about it often. We are always on the same side when it comes to religion.

 

If I were to say that I belong to a particular religious culture because my parents follow that religion, then in that case my ‘religion’ is different from that of KJ’s. So basically, what I’m trying to say here is that my boyfriend and I are from different religions.

 

However, we do not follow those religions. I believe there is a God but that is my God. That God is not part of any religion. So I have no religion even if my parents do, or even if I was born into a certain religious community. I like to think of myself as religion-less. Because I don’t want religion.

 

KJ believes in a creator. But again, he doesn’t follow the religion he was born into.

 

We have been that way for so long now. We have been that way even before we met. So when we met it was amazing that two people could have the same thoughts about a thing as delicate as religion.

 

So, KJ knows my thoughts about religion and I know about his. But last night I got to know something so surprising, so beautiful about him, about what he thinks of me.

 

He said that he does believe there is a creator and like every belief, this one is blind too. But he doesn’t deny that creator. He believes there is one. But he doesn’t love that creator. He said “I cannot love something just because it created me. Love has to happen on its own.” I agreed. He believes as human beings we can love ‘completely’ only another human being. Not a thing, not an animal, not the creator. Complete love can be only for another human being.

 

I agreed.

 

And then he said something amazing. He said that he doesn’t worship the creator because worship is born out of love. Worship is nothing but love, affection, admiration, and fondness. And the object of worship is God. So the person he would love completely will be the person he would worship. So that person will be his God. And then he said, “Right now, you are my God. I worship you.”

 

I was surprised. I was happy. I never thought somebody would ever say something like that to me.

 

Since my teenage years, I believed that the person I would love would be the most important person to me. Nobody would match up to that person’s importance in my life. Not my parents, not my sibling, not my best friends, not even my custom-made God. I always wanted to believe I would find that person and give me the same importance in his life. I always wanted to believe that. But I never ever knew that it could actually come true.

 

And here I have this amazing person in my life who tells me why for him the creator and God are different. And then tells me that I’m his God.

 

Sometimes I think how impossible it was to find a person like him. And at other times, I think how easily we have merged into each other. How easily possible it was for somebody like that to exist in this world, how easily possible it was for me to find that somebody. Sometimes it seems so unbelievable that I feel I must have been really very lucky. And then, at other times I feel, we were meant to be so even though I’d always feared if I could ever find true love or not, but that fear could not change what I was destined for.

 

Like they say, we all find our share of love in this world.

 

I’m so happy I’ve found him. He was my biggest wish and he came true. He was my most silent wish. Nobody knew about him. I never shared with even with my best friends what kinda guy I wanted. He was my secretest wish. And he came true. We met. How unlikely it would have been for us to meet if he and I hadn’t chosen to study in this university. It’s amazing to know that about four years ago we were miles apart. Though we are from the same country but he lived most of his life outside. Only four years he came back. I didn’t know him four years ago. I have known him for just over a year.

 

But we feel we’ve known each other for so long now. Sometimes I don’t even remember the times of my life when he wasn’t in it.

 

With all my heart I feel that our souls are made up of the same pieces.

 

It’s blissful to know that somebody loves you the way you want to be loved and in ways you never thought you could be loved. And it’s not just ‘somebody’; it’s that one person you love with all your heart.

 

PS: I know they say judge a partner by their actions and not their words. My last relationship was based on words. No actions but words. It was meant to be broken. I saw it fall before it actually did. But KJ, I know him inside out. I’ve heard his words and I’ve seen his actions. His words mean so much to me because his actions came before his words. I know and appreciate what he does for me. His words are born out of his actions.