
There have been so many real love stories where I was a part of all those…i had been a initiator, mediator, counsellor and a Pope also at times….hahahhahaa…yes I had been a Pope in my friend’s lives who arranged the marriages
Starting right from my childhood days…my classmate,
Asheema, in Vth standard, had a guy drooling over her madly. Rahul liked her a lot and was serious about Ashi. But as we were all young, so such things had a greater impact on us and she went around with Rahul. Their relationship grew very strong and when Rahul cleared his MBBS entrance exams, he proposed to Ashi for marriage. They discussed in detail about this and Ashi came to conclusion that he being very rich, their parents wont agree for the marriage. So she backed out and started avoiding Rahul and this was the time, she confided in me about the seriousness in this relationship. Now when I see two souls being separate due to silly reasons, I cant take it and with selfless interest, I start playing all the above roles in their life. So finally I got successful and got their marriage done and today both of them are blessed with a beautiful daughter. They have spent 6 beautiful years with each other. God bless them and fill their lives with more and more love each day !
Rini, another classmate, had a similar story but here the girl was not strong and weak. I tried putting in similar efforts but there were some rude things which she uttered to me, that my ego got hurt and I pulled out from this story and left them to their own destiny. Though God got them married to each other finally, it was just destiny which played a heavier role.
Shweta is also one of a case. She had a committed relationship with Mrigyen and my role here became that of a counsellor and a mediator in their fights, arguments and ego clashes. Finally they married in a temple and unfortunately lived with each other only for 3 short years. Mrigyen is no more as he died in a car accident. God bless his soul…a big lesson which I learnt in this story that you should never take each other for granted and don’t waste your time in arguments, jealousy or putting blames on each other. Rather work on your relationship with maturity and value this beautiful love God brought in your life.
Jaya, the black beauty, and my hostelmate, had a huge crush on her colleague but was not sure whether he likes her too. So I came into the big picture and became a motivator and gave strong wind to both of their feelings for each other finally both of them acknowledged their love for each other and got married, inspite of opposition from their parents though tied the knot only when both parents side were convinced about the betterment of these souls.
Sangs, Sangeeta, another hostelmate, had a great sense of humour. She was known as the joke box as whenever her juke box used to open, only jokes of sardars used to pour out and we all would laugh to glory she had a sardar colleague who was her good friend…now this sardar was the intelligent kinds so he was being spared from such jokes…he was interested in marrying her but she had her own qualms n fears. There I go again and became a motivator just in the initial stages…and then the almighty played his magic and a sardar and a kannadigan got married and happily living ever after When I look back at such real love stories and the role God made me play, I really wonder what gets into me when I see two souls apart from each other…i read this book “Many Lives, Many Masters” and came to conclusion that maybe in my past life, I would have been separated from my soul in a very traggic manner. That’s why in this birth, I cant tolerate love to be separable from each other…some people want to serve their life for the elderly or old age home but I want to serve to making such love stories happen for a beautiful future I might sound silly to some but cant help it… I am like this – very strong headed but very soft and mushy at heart.