Today is 7th December, 2022 and 2 weeks before our 1st wedding anniversary. It has been years since I have known my husband but the learning continues. We have faced many ups and few downs through the year. Going down the memories, it was the most bizarre way to meet your husband especially when we both lived in different countries more than 6000miles apart and when it happened when smartphones and internet was not that famous.
It all started with a friend request sent by me on facebook to a random guy. He did not even have many personal picture as his profile picture. Huge red flag but well who would explain that to the 15 year old me. A random request, he surprisingly accepted and we started to talk. It was completely non-flirtateous from the start. We were merely talking once a week because I was a very hardworking high school student. Jokes. I did not have access to internet during the week and could only go online during the weekend.
As he moved from India to United States, he would share his experiences with me. Actually, now when I think hard it was less of experiences and more of talking about his emotional experience of being away from his country. The struggles of an immigrant in a strange far away country, where people didn't look, speak and behave like he did. It was new and scary. The joy of being able to indulge it all in a stanger far away without any judgement seem like a safe game for him. The missing of family, friends, home food. The facing of discrimination, financial turmoil and academic failure came along as he tried his best to make a living.
Before it gets too intense lets come back to today. I am sitting on the couch of our apartment, it is 6.40am and our christmas tree is standing in the corner. If I stop typing and hear very closely, I can hear him snoring lightly just few meters away in our bedroom. The story that start 10 years, 4 months and 22 days back is still going on today. A girl from Fiji islands and a guy from India making it happen in USA.
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