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Deep down, I’m a romantic.

I love happy endings, I dab my eyes when I watch an emotional movie and I smile with pleasure when I read a tale of two hearts united in love.

As I was looking back at the blog posts I’ve written, I realised that I’ve hardly written about V, Gy’s dad. Well, it is a mother’s blog, so I guess I shouldn’t be too surprised. But, today, when I was thinking about the word prompt for the week, given by the Marathon Bloggers, (Chance), I decided that the best example of chance would be about how we met.

To understand this, I have to go back a bit in time, about ten years before we actually met one another.
It was 1991. My family was moving to Kenya and I was changing schools. New to the country, the education system and everything else, we went with a relatively new school at the time.  The dean said that the highest class available was grade 7- the grade I’d already completed back in India. But, he assured my parents that they would roll out the new class within a few months and I would be bumped up immediately.

Well,  two years rolled past, and the promise never took shape. Meanwhile, my friends back home were a year ahead of me. I had,  effectively, lost a year of schooling. What made it more painful, to my teenaged soul, was the fact that I went back to India, went back to my old school and took my board exams with my juniors.

Now, we know it’s no big deal to lose a year. Most people opt to do it these days, since it takes the pressure off. But, picture an adolescent girl experiencing all this, while her erstwhile classmates were in the same school, one class ahead.

However, time heals most wounds, and I came out of this, ready to face the world. Cut to my college years and I met some of the best people in my life- be they teachers, friends or acquaintances. It was there that I met and befriended my future sister-in-law.  We attended the same classes and enjoyed a shared love of music and dance.

Strangely enough, I never met her brother in that period. Call it chance or timing.

Five years later, a proposal came my way. From his family. On my friend’s recommendation.

We met in February, were engaged in April and married by May. Yes, that’s quick!  But, that’s a story for another day.

If it weren’t for that school ,that missed year, that chance event, then I wouldn’t have met my Mr. Right.

Some day, when I tell Gy this story of chance, I hope she’ll learn that things don’t always work out the way you intended, but that’s not always a bad thing.

And,  I guess that chance got me my happy ending, after all.

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Shailaja V

Hi there! I'm Shailaja Vishwanath, a blogger with 12 years of blogging experience and a parent to a teen. I work as a digital marketing and social media consultant. From positive parenting tips to useful productivity hacks, social media advice to blogging advice, you'll find them all right here. Welcome to my blog.


Aparna · January 17, 2014 at 9:37 am

Oh how sweet Shailaja :)… a lovely effect of chance!

archonline · January 17, 2014 at 9:43 am

that was very sweet.. initially i was wondering why you talking of losing classes when you were about to say about marriage.. hmmm. as they say, everything happens for a reason…

Shailaja V · January 17, 2014 at 9:44 am

Indeed, Aparna 🙂 And a very memorable one, at that 🙂

Shailaja V · January 17, 2014 at 9:46 am

Ah, you caught that, eh? 🙂 Yep, it all has to come together at some point.

Uma · January 17, 2014 at 9:55 am

loved the story, Shailaja..loved the line..things don't always work out the way you intended, but that's not always a bad thing. I agree!

Shailaja V · January 17, 2014 at 11:05 am

Thank you so much, Uma 🙂 So glad you liked it!

tulika singh · January 17, 2014 at 11:40 am

What a sweet story…. Things have a way if working out.

Shailaja V · January 17, 2014 at 2:08 pm

They certainly do. We never realise the long term impact of a 'bad' situation. Or what a blessing in disguise it can turn out to be.

Natalie DeYoung · January 18, 2014 at 5:32 am

I love love stories. I can't wait to hear the rest of this one! 🙂

Shailaja V · January 18, 2014 at 6:03 am

And it will be written soon 🙂

Ranu 802 · January 18, 2014 at 7:02 pm

missing a year didn't hurt you. I've heard everything is planned up there.

Michelle DeLorge · January 18, 2014 at 9:17 pm

I can't wait to hear the rest of this one. The best love stories are always written in the stars.

cynk · January 19, 2014 at 10:36 pm

How wonderful!

Kristin · January 20, 2014 at 4:06 am

It's amazing how many roads and turns we have…many completely unrealized. Thank you for sharing!

Shailaja V · January 20, 2014 at 5:45 am

That is most definitely true:)

psychochef · January 20, 2014 at 3:47 pm

This is a sweet story. I'm glad you found your “Mr. Right”. I love the photo – beautiful!


Shailaja V · January 20, 2014 at 4:55 pm

They are ,aren't they? And looking back at such moments reinforces our belief in destiny.

Shailaja V · January 20, 2014 at 4:56 pm

Thank you Cynk!

Shailaja V · January 20, 2014 at 4:57 pm

And how we never realise where those turns will take us 🙂 Thanks for stopping by!

Shailaja V · January 20, 2014 at 5:02 pm

Thanks! And the photo editing was done by the child using a smartphone app 🙂

Priya · February 5, 2014 at 3:33 pm

Loved reading this Shailaja!
And true that “things don't always work out the way you intended, but that's not always a bad thing.”

Shailaja V · February 6, 2014 at 6:06 pm

It's true, isn't it? Right now, there are so many things happening in my life and it's a whirlwind. But, I am just watching to see what Destiny has in store for me.

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