Saturday, March 14, 2015

The Roof Top… #LookUp Stories



New Zealand 2008, our honeymoon.
They say it’s the best phase of our lives…
They aren’t wrong…
We courted each other for 4 years…
After a lot of Bollywood style drama, we finally tied the knot. Now when I look back I can’t stop blushing... we were so naïve back then, so innocent, so blinded by love, so far away from the realities of life… We couldn’t keep our hands off each other, a whole 8GB card was exhausted with in just two days of our 20 days honeymoon, thank God they didn’t have selfies back then!

Franz Josef, a quaint little small town in New Zealand at the foot hills of the Fox Glacier is a popular pit stop for tourists. I still remember how beautiful our little hotel room was. There was barely any walking space around the bed, one step and you would land up in the bath room. But there was something homey about it. It bought us closer than ever before…

The next morning we took a helicopter ride up to the Fox glacier. It was just breathtaking… I was a snow virgin and the glacier was like magic to me. While posing for pictures, I twisted my ankle and fell. I remember sitting down on my frozen bottom and crying like a baby.

I was skinny back then; my husband picked me up and kissed the tear that rolled down my cheek. He took me directly to the helicopter and flew me back to base. On reaching the hotel he arranged for an ice pack and some pain killers. The way he looked after me was just endearing. By evening, the pain got a little better. At around 7pm there was a knock on our door. The guy at the door said that it was about time and we shouldn’t be late.

He escorted the puzzled me to a narrow little allay way that lead to a flight of stairs. It was the hotels owners’ house and he was kind enough to grant us access to his rooftop. On the roof to there were two pool chairs laid out with a warm blanket and a bottle of bubbly by its side. I was bowled over by this amazing surprise, with a little sparkle in my eyes, I looked towards him in awe, but he said that the real surprise hasn’t even begun.

He sat me down, cuddled me up and was constantly looking up towards the sky. Suddenly faint little sparkle appeared out of nowhere. I looked up at him; he kissed my forehead and told me that this whole setup was for our private little show of a meteor shower.

The dazzle lasted for about 45 minutes. We didn’t talk much, didn’t exchange Mills and Boon promises. We didn’t need language; his warm secure embrace was message enough. A message that was loud and clear… till eternity…

6years and counting…
Marriages aren’t easy,
We have our share of differences, but when things get tough, I go back to the roof top…
It helps me #LookUp.

Inspired by the #LookUp campaign from https://housing.com/.