Bolivian Princess

Been a long while since I last wrote on this blog 2010 January was the only blog published by me. Speaking of 2010 let me start by going back in time. The year 2010 was not what I expected it to be. My married life was in the dumps, no love between my better half or me. Nearing two years of married life and the road was still bumpy (an understatement) but full of twists, curves, potholes, fog, dangers. Being the son of a man who faced all difficulties and stood strong, I decided to face mine. So I summed up all my courage and prayed to the lord who created me and went ahead into a year which would be full of sorrow, death and love.

Jan 20th, my wedding anniversary to commemorate two years of married life. Started quietly the day, but soon ended into my wife having issues with everything that I did for her. The flowers were an issue, the dinner was an issue. It turned out to be a not so happy moment. That night the arguments which had already went beyond tolerable levels, and my wife moving out of Mumbai to Bangalore (A city in Southern India, state of Karnataka) was already taking its toll. Summoning all my inner strength I decided to sleep the night out.

May 5th, her birthday. My parents brought her a beautiful dress material, which she insulted them by saying she won’t have it in public. I got her a pendant which she threw in the bin. Money was not the problem but the insult to my parents did affect me. I was told "Never forget to respect anyone however big or small" As it was said in the old book "He who honours me, I will honour him"

June 10th decided once more to mend this damage, went to Bangalore, reasoned out with her and made her agree we could work this out. She spoke to my parents and everyone was happy as she had agreed to sort this. Somewhere around the same time, we went to Alibaug, in Mumbai, spent a few days there, swam, parasailed, jet skied , saw Dolphins, it was a memorable moment.

She goes back, August I get the notice for divorce from her, the ultimate straw in my now turmoil life.

October 28th 18:00hrs, I get my divorce completed and live a life of single man.

The story now begins with me really shattered in mid-way down 2010, lost not sure what to do. No emotions, no focus, no way out. Depression was getting his claws and hold around me. I had a job which was miserable even though well paid. No place to even get a moment of peace. No shoulder to lean on and speak my heart out. The whole world was shutting itself on me. Like a sailor I was riding the dark clouds of furious waves and storm. Sails torn, wood creaking, my ship of life was heading towards a place where even I was not sure if I would see shore again. I look back and I see 3 faces, my father, my mother and my younger brother. I turn around and look ahead again I see darkness. I close my eyes and then I look up into the dark skies which was pitch dark as hell, lightning flashes, thunder the sounds of doom laughing at me. I keep looking up and the creator, if this is what you want, then so be it. I bow my head down the rain of sorrow lashing on my face. I look far to see a ray of light but I see none.

I use my IM in this journey to find a friend, to whom I can speak my heart out. I visit various sites for friends and register on IFF. Here I meet a few people. Most perverts of the highest order. The rest of them did not interest to me. I do meet a few but then they get lost in time. It was around this time I first met October blue (A Bolivian Princess). We hardly speak, probably exchange pleasantries. Then I lose this friend too. But for some reason she is added into my IM.

The journey goes on when I reach the pain of divorce and mental stress. It is around this time; I log into my IM again and see a picture of October blue in India. I pass my statement on IM saying it’s a beautiful picture. This probably was my ray of light.

We talk on IM but never till date did I know why. But what was revealing was, when she was in India, she was always in the radius of 4kms to where ever I was and yet did not meet. She used to sense me and I used to sense her. Was this destiny? Spiritual connection? I do not know even today.

November 17th, I lost my uncle. I had barely met him a few weeks back. This hurt me so badly that I was alone home and had no clue to whom to express my pain. She came again as a ray of light, spoke to me and during this time, I called her for the very first time, I heard her. Her voice was beautiful. I had already seen her pic and she was on a social media site, her voice was as sweet as honey.

The storm that was raging in my life was showing signs of clearing. But the ruthlessness of the storm was still going on,I lost my uncle and then had a job that was even more painful. I quit the job to venture on my own, all this while I had this beautiful princess supporting me. Why I don’t know.

The raging storm was changing to worse, my brother was getting married on 16th Jan 2011 and here I was aimlessly steering in the storm of life.

Dec 04, 2010, The Bolivian Princess adds me on Skype. That’s where it all changed. The storm residing and the beginning of new hope. We spoke a lot over Skype and sms’ed a lot. I finally found a person who is not a close friend, who is not a personal friend, with whom I have no relationship, with whom I had just a Skype chat. She changed the way I was, I started laughing and smiling, enjoying a conversation. We enjoyed each other’s company. She was an awesome show jumper, and jumped her favourite horse Norman(Name changed to protect id). She plays tennis and is a very well qualified doctor.

Dec 31st, 2010 she called me to wish me a Great New Year. She called all the way from Bolivia. By now our conversations were open and lot of fun. During Xmas and New Year, I saw a child who was her nephew. Nice child. Gabriel was his name. I call him Freddie Kruger as he tried to scare me with his Freddie Kruger Mask. She wanted to tell me something, but I did not permit her too.

Jan 05th, 2011, I was on one knee and asked her to marry me and she agreed. The day I fell in love. She opened her heart to me. I asked all this even though two days earlier she told me about her past. Kruger was her second son. ( I will not discuss more of this) The tear in her eyes and honesty was what motivated me in my own journey.

3months, since I know her now, and every day our love blossoms into a stronger flower bed. She is committed to me as much as I am committed to her. My cousins, parents are all trying to get me married, but I have refused everything and have now fully focused on settling down with her. She calls me her chocolate, teddy, tiger and I call her my monkey, jaan, Bolivian Princess, queen of my heart. My life now is sailing with a new motivation, The storms have cleared, I look back see the same 3 faces , Father, Mother, Brother, now his wife and My wife, my angel, my Bolivian Princess.. I look ahead I see a clear sea with favourable weather, I close my eyes once again and look up into the sky, to see a bright blue clear sky and hear a voice that tells me, my son your mission is to meet her and you have succeeded. Now the rest of your life hold her hand and never leave her.

This is dedicated to that Bolivian Princess who has rescued me and made me see a new light and journey in life.

I love you my Bolivian princess. (Fellow bloggers I cant tell who she is. Those who know about her thank you for the support)