The night he knelled.....

It was 14th October, early morning—with the sun light gleaming through the thin curtains he came with a bunch of red roses. With half opened eyes, I hugged him and smelled the roses which, as always was divine. Waking me up with roses early morning wasn’t a regular affair so I asked what the special occasion was. He said, “You are special and you are the occasion” not really. I just made that up. He cannot come up with corny lines. Good for me! Neither romantic lines...until that night.

He left after a simple breakfast and I went about with the usual chores. Around evening he called and asked me if he could take me out for dinner and also mentioned what he wanted me to wear. Ok now, by this time. I knew what was coming up.

It was this blue dress from Banana Republic that made me look the prettiest which was a gift from him. I was showered with flowers again, yellow lilies this time round. He hugged me, held my held and walked down the steps towards the car. On the way we listened to “Summer wine” by The corrs...he sang along and made those croaking sound. And I tell myself “he really is the one!”

We arrived at the much loved hotel and were led to the Mexican restaurant by the pool and the lawn. I looked around and noticed that our table and the chairs were different from all the others. The staff even hung some ribbons on our umbrella shed. That was indeed very sweet of them. Oh! the champagne bottle in a bucket, more lilies again (pink this time) the candle, the table impeccably laid out—the music...the stars and the moon and HIM...everything was so perfect. I did the honours of opening the champagne bottle and as food started coming in I realised, they were pre-ordered! I found out that he had come during the day to ensure they served my favourite food! I was elated and nervous at the thought of what was coming up. I wondered would it be now? Maybe after dinner or just maybe under the sky...on the lawn as we walked...he would kiss me and asked me. Kneeling down was something I never visualised coz he said he wouldn’t. ..anyways, the night progressed, I waited. It never happened.

By the 3rd hour we decided to leave. And I was like “I even wore the proposal dress what if it doesn’t happen tonight” just then he said, “let’s go to my place and I’ll propose you on the couch”. A few things went through my head: ~Seriously, that couch? Ok you bought it because I liked it but it doesn’t mean the big moment should happen there?? We were just under the stars and the moon and there was Mexican music! ~That’s his TV couch after all I thought-I think I was a lil pissed but of course I didn’t say anything but like a nice girl (as he often wishes) Of course I didn’t say anything but like a nice girl went along with his idea.

But as we reached the front door, he asked me to close my eyes, then I knew...it wasn’t just the orange couch! I opened my eyes and Lo and behold! The entire room was lighted with candles just like when Chandler proposes Monica in FRIENDS!! Of course, he knew my favorite proposal scene. Oh. My. God. He just knelled. HE DID. And he saying something...yes I heard it right “will you be my wife?” I exclaimed “Absolutely!” and that’s when I saw the most beautiful ring ever! On my finger.

He dropped me home and as I opened the door. OH. MY. GOD. OH. MY.GOD!! !!Could this be happening?? Is it real?? My Family, my entire family...all nine of them were there!! Oh God what did I do to deserve this? They flew all the way from Nagaland for this? They took off from work...all of them to be there for my special day!! My guy, my fiancé made sure, the people that I love the most were all there on my special day. I couldn’t have asked for more!

That’s my guy. The wonderful, most awesome man I ever know. The one I wanted to find all my life. The one I love, most truly and ever will. The one I said "yes" to-to be with for for the rest of my life.