Memories in abundance

We met, talked for about 45 minutes, he popped the question and I said yes! Steve and I were married 8 days later.
Our first fight was at the Church on our wedding day – I was ½ hour late! We tied the knot and the Father went about his sermon. Steve whispered ‘Why were you f@#*ing late, we are timed at the Taj...’ and I replied ‘Did you just say F@#**? How can you say F@#**, in church?’


Before we know, one of Steve’s relatives tapped him on the shoulder and said ‘The priest has been asking the bride and groom to stand up – 3 times now!’ And so began an incredible journey.

Steve’s style was rather unique. He’d have no qualms walking into my office to undock my laptop, then walk into that meeting on that stressful day and declare, ‘I am taking my wife, I think she deserves a break, any objections?!’ And from there the next stop was atop Big Red – me all dressed in a business suit and high heels – we did raise quite a few eyebrows the way I was dressed!

Hamukil Badkoos, coconut problems, HumukITis, Al Gulth is just a few words from many he would use to diffuse a tense situation.


Good times were a plenty! I won’t take names and risk offending anyone – you are welcome to own your respective instances! Here’s a few that would always make us laugh …

• Anonymous and Stephen learning to lock an aircraft’s toilet from the outside for privileged use on a 14 hour flight!
• Anonymous and anonymous making such an impact with my Bro & SIL that repeated attempts from Stephen to correct the picture just fell on deaf ears! All for Kappa and ‘thalla curry!’
• Anonymous engrossed in trying to figure anonymous enacting Shrek during a game of dumb charades and told Stephen ‘stop yelling, I am trying to concentrate!’ when all Stephen kept yelling was ‘DONKEY…’
• The trip to Silverstone with anonymous where Stephen got mistaken for Montoya and had a mini crowd following him to the extent that anonymous to-date gets irate on the extra £s they paid to upgrade hotels for better security!
• On a non smoking flight, 8 hours into journey, Steve came back smelling like Marlboro Lights and when queried he replied ‘have you seen the bunker downstairs where the crew rests? Ya – I got a quick tour!’
• The dark night in Kattur where he wandered around in the night calling ‘Molly! Molly!’ coz anonymous left the compound gates open and Molly the dog ran away!
• Stephen getting anonymous to clean the huge fish tank and delegating his part of the household chores to anonymous in return for a Hardees burger …
• Referring to anonymous and anonymous as ‘Kutti Pattalam!’ and getting thoroughly annoyed with the ruckus they make around home but would quickly check on them the moment there is an unusual silence

I can’t quite pin down one favorite memory with Steve. Each day is a memory.

What would have been a mundane drive turned to be an unforgettable experience when Steve gave me a key with a BMW logo! He said ‘Enjoy and live your dreams!’ A BMW was my dream from when I was 18 perhaps?

Steve always encouraged me to go the extra mile. I owe my career success to him. Steve mentored me to keep a dignified distance from ‘coconut issues,’ take corners whether in life or on the roads, night drive, higher studies, desert drive – the list is endless.

There was never a time when he would stop me from doing what I wanted including shopping!
There was never a topic we couldn’t discuss … whether it was our lives before we met or whether its life without him.

Sure Stephen and I began as husband and wife. But we matured and ended up being best friends!
And what a wonderful relationship it is … I am honored to be Mrs. Stephen :)