Married twice to the same Man....

"A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person."-Mignon McLaughlin.

Marriages are made in Heaven,so was Mine!

They arranged everything,the meeting,the date,the place,and we did the only thing we could do,we laughed and enjoyed.We were married,in a relationship of love.
Life was full of different responsibilities then,attending relatives,in-laws,everything.Everything fell on its own own place.A husband so adorable,a family so caring,and a house with all best thing possible.

Life was smooth,as days passed life got complicated so did my marriage.We often fought.He was a different man then,I had become a nag,his chewing,his habits,his slovenly ways,annoyed me.
We often began to stay on our own,we no longer cuddled nor kissed,neither show any affection.We didn't have any candlelight dinner nor did we go to parties together.
Life had changed from what it was for a year after marriage.
He no more seemed romantic neither I,beautiful.The things we liked before we avoided doing them most.Love was fading away in the midst of fights.
At first we thought it was a rough phase,and to top it all,the delay in my pregnancy added to all of it.In-law's pressure added further to the state.It got bad,and then from worse to worst,things had reached its peak,and my marriage was on the rocks.So we-Split up!

Back with my parents,life began to move,slowly.I found a job and a flat to stay on my own.I did everything,without him,as I was wanting to prove 'I can!' but just din't know to whom.
Life just got lonelier.I had a work,a house,an independent life yet something was missing.I even had friends who would visit me often,we partied like before,met different men(*includes colleagues*),was even friends with some,but always end of the days there was emptiness.
My Ex-husband phoned sometimes,he was always polite enough to keep in touch.We mutually called off,so being both matured people,we kept no grudge against each other.Simply we were always in touch since our divorce.

I was on my office trip when suddenly I fell very ill,and I was diagnosed with bicornuate uterus.I had high risk if I were to conceive.I was heart broken,I couldn't give birth to my baby.Pregnancy made every woman happy,in my case I was shattered.
It was then Nitish,who came in for support.When I needed a shoulder to cry,a person to talk to,share with,he was there.
He looked after me like his baby,accompanied me for all my check-ups,even stayed back to give any sort of help.I saw the love coming back,that man who was lost somewhere was here with me.I couldn't stop myself from falling in love again. 
He cooked for me,we again talked like before.He did everything possible to keep me happy and forget all about it.
After I had my operation,he was still there giving me medicines,reading out books,talking about beautiful things.That emptiness was gone,I felt it go away.
It is then that I realized he is my man!That life had thrown a second chance to get back to everything.

We planned,fixed a date,place and again tied the knot!

Now I'm living everyday,every moment with him,I feel he loves me more(*he understands more,and solves out issues,quickly*),everything is back to normal.
When we were apart,it is then that I realized what he meant to me.He was not just my husband but my better half,the one who supported me in the time when I needed him the most.We fought because we din't discuss,not many couples discuss,so din't we,but now that I realize we should have,every couples in fact should.
It clears not only misunderstandings but helps to hold up the relationship.It is not that we are incapable of helping ourselves,but we need someone to do that for us,we allow him/her to share that part of responsibility,that is way of life,way of living.


Marriage is all about sharing each others' lives,completing the incomplete into one.I needed to feel his importance,so I always wanted to prove,'I can!' but that was for me(*which I never could find out then*),I even did to an extent on my own but somewhere I needed him to complete my faith,my belief about myself,about rediscovering the real me.It is then that I realized he helped me to prove that 'I can!',completely.
He was the missing piece to my puzzle.

Now I'm happily married again to the man,I have always loved(*knowing or unknowingly*).

I'm Alka Mehta,and this is my story.....

P.S.:The protagonist and all other characters or the events described in the story are fictitious.Any similarity to any person living or dead is merely coincidental.