Best love stories ever

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_empty_space][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column width=”2/3″][vc_column_text]Who doesn’t love real-life, romantic love stories? Here is our collection of the ten best real life love stories from India. Some stories detail how the couples tried to make their love stand out, some are about their struggles to prove their true love to rest of the World, and some stories are about how they hit it off the moment they set their sights on each other.

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Notes of love, and a lifetime of happiness

What do you give a man who has everything?
My husband and I had completed about 25 years of marriage, and we now stood at a station in life where we had everything that we needed and that money could buy. His birthday was in a couple of days and I was worried, as I couldn’t decide what to get him for his special day. Clothes, shoes, cufflinks, gadgets seemed so passé; I needed to give him something special.
I had first met him just after I had finished college. We fell in love and got married soon thereafter. I remember the crazed, intoxicating first few years of our marriage. For his first birthday after our marriage, I had feverishly raided stationery stores and purchased enough supplies to make a lifetime of birthday cards of all kinds! I sat up for days on end painting, cutting, sticking, colouring, sprinkling, sketching…by the end of it, I had dozens of birthday cards ready.

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We met as strangers on the road and got married

We first met on the road, a busy street in the heart of the capital. It was a wintry Sunday, past 10 pm. A random encounter some 12 years ago! I often recall how I ogled him, admiring his machismo. He donned no winter wear, thus flaunting his biceps and triceps. It was a T-junction. A biker myself, riding on a motorcycle, I was waiting for the lights to turn green. He was on the other side of the traffic light on the left. An Enfield motorbike was parked behind him on the pavement. He was trying to stop auto rickshaws and motorcyclists passing by him. No one stopped. The lights turned green. As I zoomed unhurriedly towards the left on first gear, he stopped me too. I stopped. Read Full Story[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_empty_space][vc_separator][vc_empty_space][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column width=”1/2″][vc_column_text]

We met as strangers on the road and got married
We met as strangers on the road and got married

A love that is holding on against disease and distance

I remember being in the 12th standard when I asked a guy of my age to his face and in midst of an entire batch of students if he could love me. He was bewildered and then with sunken eyes voted for sex in bed. I smacked him hard with an umbrella on his lower abdomen and never went for chemistry tuition again. Love was dissolved and life seemed to be a parade of lesser complex equations.
It was most probably in November 2015 when the same question haunted me again. I met my boyfriend on a social networking site and he asked me with the same daunting straightforwardness if I could love him. I responded affirmatively and we hooked up. Life was easier, dreams ferried in small paper boats. The only thing that bound us together and most probably forever was poetry. We were genuine with our feelings. I found out he was not a usual guy and his life was in jeopardy because of clinical depression. I shared my experiences of being a schizophrenic. We decided to love like a burning hundred rupee note in the tattered pockets of life. Read Full Story[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][vc_column width=”1/2″ css=”.vc_custom_1459859139676{padding-left: 40px !important;}” el_class=”sticky-container”][vc_column_text]

A Love Story in an Arranged Marriage

I didn’t know that was love. How would I have? For a six-year-old it was just a series of bedtime stories I managed to wrangle out of my grandma. She didn’t make it sound like a love story either. Also, I did not consider arranged marriages as love stories for a long time.

Over the years, as the sandpaper of trials and tribulations scratched and grazed my heart sore, I revised my idea of love. I started revisiting the alleys of my brain, scrounging through old memories like a rag picker looking for few morsels of comfort food in a dustbin of a mind that had collected biases, prejudices, fears and irrational insecurities pertaining to love. Read Full Story[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_empty_space][vc_separator][vc_empty_space][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column width=”1/2″][vc_column_text]

A Love Story in an Arranged Marriage
A Love Story in an Arranged Marriage

She lives with a Tumour and a whole lot of Optimism

“For me marriage is like art. There is always scope for improvement,” proclaims a proud theatre artist Anju.

Married at the age of 22, Anju moved from Calcutta (now Kolkata) to Kathmandu (in Nepal) to live with her new family of 30 members. Like her sisters-in-law she had her turn of work and household chores, once every week. She was responsible for cooking for all 30 members, and ironing and washing – once a week. House help was available, but they were not allowed inside the kitchen or inside bedrooms. This was considered the duty of the ‘bahus’. “I enjoyed cooking for my family. It was tiring but I loved it. I was naughty when it came to the cleaning bit. I would sneak in one of the maids to help me when no one was watching,” she chuckled. Read Full Story[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][vc_column width=”1/2″ css=”.vc_custom_1459859139676{padding-left: 40px !important;}” el_class=”sticky-container”][vc_column_text]

Fighting against the stars

Fighting against the stars
Fighting against the stars

She flies in the abundance of air like a fairy in my dreams. I drown in the water below and hide myself deep. The typical Libran woman wafting in the Libran element of Air and an atypical Piscean man like me, submerged in the zodiac element of Water. A disastrous marriage predicted in the horoscope, as per our kundalis and the Western-styled zodiac compatibility. In reality, it turned out to be a successful and at times an out-of-the box companionship, our weird partnership spanning different dimensions. Including my wife falling in and out of love with other men and sharing her stories with me, to me getting bogged down with work pressure and she helping me out of depression at times, our marriage stood the test of time despite failing the zodiac test. Read Full Story[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_empty_space][vc_separator][vc_empty_space][/vc_column][/vc_row]

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The love story of Maya and Meera

“Our homes are a mere four-five kilometers away, but it has taken us 14-15 years to cover that distance and find each other…”

Maya and Meera began their story with this revelation.

Introverted, creative Maya was the first one to speak.

“I was born in a deeply religious and orthodox Hindu family in eastern India, and had to fight to complete my Class XII education. I was 18 when I got married. My ultra-conservative in-laws allowed me to complete my graduation, but from an all-girls college, according to their innumerable archaic rules. During the first nine years of my marriage, there was no relationship – physical or otherwise – between my husband and me. And then a nightmare penetrated my world when my husband raped me, twice – on two consecutive nights – and then ignored me like a tattered rag. Nine months later, I gave birth to my daughter. The final disaster struck when I discovered that my husband was gay. He started bringing his ‘boyfriends’ home and I had to cook for them. One night, my patience finally gave away and I demanded answers. My husband’s blows left me confined to a bed for the next six months.” With incredible strength, Maya obtained a divorce, and started private tuitions and sewing to support herself and her child.
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The unusual love story of Amrita Pritam and Imroz

I was introduced to Imroz saab by a friend who is putting up at his Hauz Khas residence. When she was shifting to the place, she casually told me how excited she was to share the late Punjabi poetess and writer Amrita Pritam’s roof. I expressed my desire to meet Imroz saab for an interview. And she was more than willing to organise it.
I had read most of feisty Amrita’s works, including her famous autobiography in translation (Revenue Stamp; she owed the title to Khushwant Singh who, when she told him about her desire to write her life story, unwittingly remarked, “What is there to your life? Just an incident or two … you could use the back of a revenue stamp to write it.”) and her another autobiography titled Shadows of Words. I was more than familiar with the duo’s love story, the “sacred hymn of their relationship”, through Uma Trilok’s Amrita-Imroz: A Love Story, published by Penguin. Therefore, when I got an opportunity to meet Imroz saab in person (thanks to my friend), on the eve of Amrita’s second death anniversary, I was ecstatic at the idea of Imroz saab narrating to me his love story, how their romance bloomed against all odds and how they went on to share the same roof, despite not having married each other, defying all societal norms and conventions. Read Full Story[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row]


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Love across the boundaries

It was one of those days. I was returning from the USA and the first leg from Seattle to Dubai was a long one, lasting around 14 hours, and I desperately wished for some Indian company. I was not one of those types to spend my time watching back-to-back movies. I was seated in the middle section of the plane and had neither aisle nor window in my vicinity.

It was during one of these wishes that the couple laboured to their seats next to me. I could make out that my wish had been granted by the coffee complexion of their skins and the jewellery adorning the lady. She took a seat on my left while the man sat on her left. They seemed very engrossed in themselves so I did not rush into an introduction. After all, 14 hours are more than half a day.
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What the Obamas teach us about love

Love, they say, makes the world go round. And this season, it was the now former president Barack Obama and his wife, former First Lady Michelle Obama, who took centre stage. While the discourse on the prospects of a Trump presidency and the road ahead for the liberal narrative haggled for public attention, the Obama romance took the cake. The media lapped up greedily their every move and the world oohed and aahed as this couple cosied up to one another under the glare of lenses.

Nothing has captured popular imagination like the idea of love and romance. From the saga of Romeo and Juliet to popular cinema and advertisements, we are constantly exposed to an idealistic, hackneyed and broad brushed view of what true love looks and feels like. Read Full Story[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row]


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Quotes on Love

“You know you’re in love when you can’t fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.”
― Dr. Seuss

“We accept the love we think we deserve.”
― Stephen Chbosky

It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages.
― Friedrich Nietzsche

There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment.
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Best movies on Wedding ceremonies

The Notebook
A poor yet passionate young man falls in love with a rich young woman, giving her a sense of freedom, but they are soon separated because of their social differences.

Pride & Prejudice
Sparks fly when spirited Elizabeth Bennet meets single, rich, and proud Mr. Darcy. But Mr. Darcy reluctantly finds himself falling in love with a woman beneath his class. Can each overcome their own pride and prejudice?

The Fault in Our Stars
Two teenage cancer patients begin a life-affirming journey to visit a reclusive author in Amsterdam.

A seventeen-year-old aristocrat falls in love with a kind but poor artist aboard the luxurious, ill-fated R.M.S. Titanic

Notting Hill
The life of a simple bookshop owner changes when he meets the most famous film star in the world.

Love Story
A boy and a girl from different backgrounds fall in love regardless of their upbringing – and then tragedy strikes.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row]

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