Joys of Parenting

As I put my little one down for a nap, I stretched and let out a huge sigh of relief. I announced to myself that we had two hours of peace and quiet. I reminded myself that parenting is far harder than we imagine. As I drifted into my thoughts, I found myself wondering—how did my parents raise us? It never seemed this hard when they did it. Were we this troublesome as children? Sure, they were tired and exhausted from work, but they always seemed to have unlimited energy and time for us—or did they?

During my regular call, I brought this up and asked my mum: how did they manage? Was it tough? Was it easy? Did they just make it look easier, or is it just me? The truth is—parenting is hard for everyone. Yes, even for our parents. But we only realize this once we become parents ourselves. So much sacrifice, patience, nurturing, and love went into raising us into who we are today—something we often took for granted.

My parents still worry when I’m sick. They still pray for my sister’s safety when she travels abroad. They still love us even when we say we’re too busy to talk. They still listen when we need them to be our therapists. After all these years of being a child to my parents and now a parent to my kids, I’ve realized that parenthood is a never-ending responsibility. No matter how old you are, you still need your parents. Your eyes still light up when you share your achievements, hoping to hear them say how proud they are of you.

Looking back now, I realize my parents weren’t superheroes—but they were something even more special. They, like many other parents, did their best, gave their all, and tried hard every single day to raise two children with love and care. Were they perfect at parenting? No. No parent is. We all make mistakes, and I’m sure they had their share too. They weren’t perfect—but they were unique. Their love was unique—meant just for us. They gave us an experience no one else could have. They poured their hearts into raising us, and that love, in all its imperfections, was ours alone.

With their superpowers, they gave us a beautiful childhood—one filled with laughter, sorrow, tears, joy, excitement, hope, love, and countless unforgettable memories. Could we have asked for anything better? I would argue—what could be better than our childhood?

Who knew that the rules we rolled our eyes at were actually life lessons in disguise? That the “you’re grounded!” moments were sneak previews of adult responsibility? That their dramatic sighs and raised eyebrows were just their way of saying, “We love you, but you need to chill”? Turns out, all the teenage drama—the curfews, the lectures, the “because I said so”—was actually them being our personal life coaches, prepping us for the wild ride called adulthood. Everything we groaned about back then was really them steering our slightly chaotic teenage selves toward a better, wiser path.

If you had asked my teenage self what I wanted to be, I would have told you a profession or career. Ask me now, and I’ll tell you—I strive to work as hard and sincerely as my father. I aspire to have the patience and perseverance of my mother. I’m inspired to be as content in life as they are.

I wish I could travel back 35 years and find that young couple—nervously stepping into marriage, unsure of what the future holds. I’d tell them it’s okay to be scared. It’s okay to feel overwhelmed. Because one day, they’ll raise good human beings. I wish I could give those young parents a big bear hug and whisper, “You’re going to do just fine. It won’t always be easy, but it will be worth it—every single moment.” The same assurance and confidence they gave me when I stepped into my motherhood journey.

As kids, every time we got a perfect score or won a race, we ran to them just to hear how proud they were of us. For a change, I want to tell them—I am proud of my parents. I am proud of their accomplishments, their hard work, their values, their commitment, their honesty, their never-ending love for us, and their parenting.

Here’s to parenthood—
The wildest, messiest, most sleep-deprived adventure of all time.
Thank you for surviving the tantrums, the teenage drama, the questionable fashion choices, and our Olympic-level stubbornness when we insisted we were always right.
But most of all, thank you for giving us the best life we could have ever asked for—complete with love, laughter, and just the right amount of “because I said so.”

Lovingly,
Your twins

Reminiscent of Gandhi

Just like every normal Indian family, We have a huge family. Our summer vacation was often spent with our grandparents.We have roamed aimlessly in those streets of triplicane with our cousins, eating street foods and watching cricket in Chepauk Stadium! (Life in triplicane requires a blog on its own - Check this on - http://revzzfire.blogspot.com/2013/04/a-day-in-my-life.html )

The best part of our summer was unlimited story from our grandpa. He had such a vast experience in life that he could pull up a story from his life book about any topic. Our family is still struggling to cope his absence as he was an integral part of everyone's life. Our everyday life revolved around him. The primary reason was his unconditional love, his ever smiling face, his art of story telling. No matter how annoying we were, he loved us dearly. He loved everyone. He had a special place in his heart for everyone - not only family members but the neighbours (btw the whole area were his neighbours, he was quite popular!), the vegetable seller, the fruit seller, the restuarant server- everyone he met. He cared about us all. Grandpa used to often tell us, that we should not even think of harming anyone in our thoughts, always think positive - that is the real prayer. Looking back at those treasured moments spent with him, I can feel that very rarely we find someone - who can shower such unconditional love.  After Grandpa's absence, his hereditary has been rightfully passed. I can feel the same unconditional love. Whenever, we see - his face blossoms, his eyes gleaming with smile, he makes us laugh and tied in his enchanted world with the same art of story telling - My MAMA (my uncle) fondly called as GANDHI by everyone.

It took a long time to realise Gandhi in true essence is a reflection of our grandpa. I can now sense the same traits my grandpa is so fondly remembered for, in him. The same chattiness, the same excitment in his eyes -while telling us his life stories, the same love for food and the same love in sharing food and above all - the same unconditional love for all. Just like my grandpa - my uncle is quite popular and almost always - Gandhi fills the room with smiles and laughter. One can never get bored, when Gandhi is around. He lightens the place with his wittiness and charm. Quite a personality, yeh.

On this special day - Gandhi's Birthday, I feel that you are one such rare person - who can shower such unconditional love. Before seeking your blessings on this day, I would like to thank you - for being YOU, for giving us the same warmth (after grandpa), as we look upto you as we used to look upto Grandpa.

With all the laughter and smile -

                             HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO OUR GANDHI

Miss. Shravz To Mrs. Venky

I have come across many people who have questioned about arranged marriage. To me arranged marriage is a new life filled with all kinds of flavours.. romance, eagerness, misunderstanding, chemistry, adventure, name the masala and you get it.
It was a love at first sight for my sister (Shravanthy Sarathy). It was just another normal summer day, the boy and his family came to our house to see Shravanthy. The normal day turned out to be the special day the moment their eyes met. They both talked alone for 15 odd minutes and bang... their life changed... She came out smiling or was it shyness mixed with "oh god! I am flying" reaction. I have never seen my sister feeling so shy the way she did that day. We knew that they both like each other instantly!!
It was just matter of days that their marriage was finalised.. the dates, the place, the stage, the camera, the preparation started in full swing in one end... the other end.. the hero and the heroine were calm.. made sure that they were grounded and slowly took steps towards each other. They started with a message and slowly to whatsapp and calls. Though there were no long hour chats yet they ensured they shared every possible details of their life. Oh wait! did I say no long hour chat? Apology.. It involved few long hour calls but not boy talking to girl! The boy's family talking to girl!!! They just embraced her like she already was a member of their family and she was already a part of their family discussions!
The period between engagement and marriage was her best phase of life. She was happy, chirpy, though a bit engrossed with phone(ahem.. I have mentioned there was no long hour chats!!) , full of life. Everyone around her could feel her warmth and happiness. She would say stories about him to us and each story recitation would make her eyes more twinkle. We knew little about him and whatever we knew was from Shravanthy's view. We got to know much about him during the wedding. We realised how true Shrav was and felt happy for her. During the wedding, It became more evident how much they were attached and how they could not take off their eyes from each other.
They say opposites attract, But I believe opposites complement each other. She is naughty and crazy to the core, he is stable and knows his head. She is impatient, he is calm. She is super fast, he stops, thinks and reacts! They are not opposite in everything, they do have commonalty. Food.. the couple love food, travel and spending time with family. Both coming from a huge joint family so they both love people, crowd and things that come along with that!!

 Few of my favourite snaps...

Being her sister and tolerated all her nonsense, I pity my brother-in-law (Atimber). A moment of silence for his patience!!
It has already been a month since the grand wedding and both have gelled along so well that you already see the couple as a single soul! On the first month anniversary, AnuRevSrini wish the duo a Happy Anniversary and may you stay blessed with all the happiness and laughter.


With loads of love to
Bangkok Chiti and Chitapa
ShraVen

What it means to have a baby!

From the day my baby said "Hello world" we knew we will have to take care of her alone in a foreign country. This thought made my learning easier as I tried taking care of her without much dependency from others. So what it means to have a baby in your home which probably no one warned you about.

• The word "Sleep" I long forgot. (Every mother of a new born will agree with me) Waking up    every 2 hours during the night does make you feel sleep deprived.  You need to complete your daily chores when she is asleep during the day. so you end up looking like a zombie throughout your babies first year.
• Feeding, Changing nappies, feeding, changing nappies!!! You do this a dozen times a day that you feel that you have been doing only this the whole day. ( Even my dreams were filled with poo's and pee's!!)
• You master the art of cooking with a single hand. Some how my daughter wakes up exactly when I am eating or cooking. So I end up eating, having her in my lap and cooking in one hand and carrying her in other!
• You start loving pitter-patter walk in your home like a thief. One thing you dread the most is to awaken her. (I made sure that my husband had his own set of house key to get in, instead of using the calling bell!) Complete blackout when she is sleeping.
• Giving bath to a new born is an art! It takes me an hour to finish the bath process which includes an oil massage, bath, applying cream , dressing her and making her sleep. She loves to have a short nap after her bath and after this everyday procedure anyone would wish to have a short nap as well.
• You always have company! She comes where ever you go. You piggyback her the entire first year. You cant leave her alone... No you cant even wash your face alone.
• There are certain places where you cannot even imagine going. Theatres for an instance. Enjoy the freedom during your pregnancy.Don't fret that no one warned you aftermath!
• Your love for shopping goes to a all time high! You see a beautiful dress for your baby and you want it now... you see another and you want that too! Everything in the shop looks so pretty... oh I want the whole shop!! NOW.. NOW NOW... it happens.. trust me... It took my husband lot of effort and explanation that we cant swipe the card where ever my eyes fell!
• You will be in the hit list for all the Auntiji's free advice service. Do this.. do that.. Don't do that Don't do this.. arghhh... Let me learn my parenting in my own way.. Thank you Aunties!!!
• You become addicted to your little darling that you want to cuddle her and kiss her the whole day and not do anything else!

This really sounds bizarre and you may even rethink about having your baby... but of all the above hurdles, there is a beautiful emotion that flows when your baby smiles first at you... when she wants to see and be with only you in the whole world. To see her laugh, cry, roll back and all her "first milestones" , you feel content, you feel "Yes, I was born to see this moment. This is the purpose of my life". Of all the parents, She chose to be daughter for us! 

My bundle of joy.... any sacrifice is less for you!!! 

                      

Yet Another Kiwi Challenge

It was during my 2nd month after delivery, I was recovering from my most dreaded C section operation. I had just managed to get up and take care of daily chores myself, my husband got his new job. We both were happy as this meant a huge leap in his career. The new job in New Zealand meant new exposure and a steep upward career growth. With all this happiness there came a difficult part of visa. It took "n" times travel to passport office and visa embassy and with a 2 month old baby in one hand, it made the short journey even more difficult and tiresome. After almost 2 months of battle, we were ready for our new life...

22 hours of flight with a 4 month baby.... I wished it passed like a moment as even thinking about the flight journey made me sick. But little princess was way good than I dreaded. She slept through most of her first flight journey. Somehow we safely landed Auckland in tact. We learnt our lesson from our last experience so we had pre booked a hotel and had 4 appointments booked the next day for looking out for our rental accomodation. We landed at 2:00AM and straight to the bed... fortunately little one too seemed tired and dozed off. 

It was one of the cold wintery day, we set up for searching... intially it all looked fine until an hour later when she started crying... her cry became inconsolable that we were scared and reached hotel immediately. The following day, she was down with a flu, which made us more scared. I, being a first time mom started crying not knowing what to do and where to go for help. We soon went to a child specialist hospital where the doctor pacified us that it was a normal fever which is bound to go away in 2 days time. This made us to take a decision that I would stay at hotel taking care of the baby and my husband took the responsibilty of hunting house in the evening as he had already started his work at his office.

After 4 days we did find a nice apartment but the vacancy was after 2 weeks, which meant that we had to stay at hotel for a fortnight. Here comes the twist from God (He usually tricks us, specially when we come to NZ!!), there was a basketball tournament going around the city which meant all the hotels were pre-booked which indirectly meant that we could not overstay and had to check out that weekend (We had booked the hotel only for  a week!!). Now here is the way to God's twist... One of our friends friend agreed to help us in this difficult situation. Thomas and Tisha... a wonderful couples with bubbly kids... they have 2 sweetest daughters, Ammu and Ponnu (Both are unique and both are among the cutest I have seen). 

                                                          Thomas, Tisha, Meera and Merlin

                                                 
                                                     Anushree and Merlin (Ponnu)

We stayed at their place for 2 weeks... and I felt being home. They accepted us one of their family members and took care of us so well that we never thought that we were in a strange place. They have had their own struggle coming to NZ and they seem to have suffered more than what we had gone through. Probably thats the reason they didnt want us to suffer and offered help. 

2 weeks just flew and with a heavy heart we moved to our apartment. As if their help was not enough, they even helped us in shifting to our apartment and arranging the house. I can never forget their kind gesture. They helped us when we were truly in need. With the 4 month old baby... It was our biggest risk to travel so far to the unknowns but with kind people like Thomas and Tisha's help, we didnt have to struggle much.

I dedicate this post to Tisha and Thomas... I know its not fair on my part to just say thanks for all those love you both have given us. We just want to let you know that you are a part of our family and we will always be there to keep pestering you both :) :)

 from
Anu's mum

We Are Sorry that we are SHE!!

Rachna, a young educated women is forced to marry a tree before marrying Chetan, the groom because she is mangalik and her kundali will end her husbands life if she marries him first instead of the tree. 

It may sound hilarious and insensible that these happen even in today's "IT" life, to marry a tree but this story is from a daily soap called "Tu Mera Hero" and even several other TV serials which depicts Women as scapegoat and she is supposed to be sorry for all the mishappenings to her family as well. Daily soaps may be boring and time waste for many but they rightly depict today's circumstances. There are several Rachans even today though educated but scared to speak out.

SHE, from the time of birth is made to realize that "SHE" is a girl and she has to behave in a "proper" manner. As she grows up her family constantly teaches her how she has to behave because SHE is a WOMEN. After getting married, SHE is to leave her entire family and accept her husband's family wholeheartedly and run the family efficiently. This is common and happens everywhere but If she is not efficient then SHE is ridiculed. If  SHE does not know to cook and struggles in preparing food, then SHE is sorry, because its her duty to master culinary skills. If SHE is working and finding it hard to manage household chores and office pressure then SHE is sorry. If SHE speaks long hours with her family then SHE is sorry. If SHE wears her favorite pair of jeans then SHE is sorry. If her husband becomes lean or is suffering from ill health then SHE is sorry. If she does not pop out a baby after a year of marriage then SHE is unfit and SHE is sorry. How long.. and how much should SHE bend. Of all the sacrifices SHE makes for her new family, she is always advised to keep her mouth shut and in case of any misunderstandings the golden rule is to be followed "Adjust Karo, Ladki Ho Na Tum" (Adjust, since you are a Women).

(There are many men in our country who support their wives and understand what she goes through, this is to those who just want to show that women are meek and are supposed to be under men's control).

From the time known, Women and Sorry go hand in hand.Be it sexual harassment or a rape case, first the victim is scrutinized and her character is under the hammer instead of punishing the accused. SHE is sorry for getting raped. SHE is sorry for wearing provocative clothes. SHE is sorry for venturing out at inappropriate time. Oh yeah.. and SHE is sorry for being a SHE. Every politician and every debate show articulated on whether victim was wrong or the accused (Are you serious!! I mean really?? Which world are we in.. doesn't it sound ridiculous!!)

"Rapes take place also because of a woman's clothes, her behavior and her presence at inappropriate places," - Asha Mirje, who is a member of the state women's commission

"Boys make mistakes. They should not hang for this." - Samajwadi Party chief Mulayam Singh Yadav

 "If he wanted to contest elections to become a legislator, he should have committed rape at least after the elections." - The Nationalist Congress Party (NCP) leader and former home minister RR Patil

"Rape sometimes right, sometimes wrong"  - Madhya Pradesh home minister Babulal Gaur

If Ramayana had eventuated in today's era and after Sita was kidnapped by Ravana then Asha ji would have told its Sita's mistake to provocate Ravana to entice her. Our Mulayum Singh would have pointed that Ravana is a boy and he has all liberty to make mistakes. Shame on these politicians and shame on us for selecting such stupids as our leaders.

Winston Churchill was probably right when decades ago, he made an arrogant statement at the time of independence of the 100 years ruled over British colony that power will go to the hands of rascals, rogues and freebooters and all Indian leaders will be of low calibre and men of straw.

Spring Forward, Fall Back!!

It was just another weekend for us as we cuddled in our cozy sofa watching classic movie of Kamal Hassan, Michael madana kamarajan!! It was around 1:50 am and we still had an hour to go for CSK match ( Both being a cricket fanatic were waiting for the match to commence). Within few minutes we were shocked to realize that the time was 3:00 AM!! We were horrified.. and then we realized the fact -  daylight saving has just started!!

So what is Daylight Saving Time??

Literally speaking, Daylight saving time (DST) or call it as summer time, is the practice of advancing clocks during summer months (that feature more daylight) so that people get up earlier in the morning and experience more daylight in the evening.Most part of the world follow this practice of DST which was proposed way back in 1895. The world which is farther than equator experiences more cold and less sunshine. In these region people are desperate to enjoy the sunshine more than anyone. So they came up with this idea of shifting the clock by an hour during summer so that they can experience sunlight more. This idea also has a argumentally another important advantage of saving the electricity.

Procedure:

As the famous mnemonic goes "Spring Forward, Fall Back!" In New Zealand,  during spring one-hour shift occurs at 02:00 am local time, the clock jumps forward from the last moment of 01:59 standard time to 03:00 DST and that day has 23 hours, whereas in autumn the clock jumps backward from the last moment of 01:59 DST to 01:00 standard time, repeating that hour, and that day has 25 hours.

Purpose:

To understand the depth of the purpose of this confusing idea, me and my husband had a brainstorming discussion at that wee hour! 

Lets take a scenario, Assuming that the sun rises at 6:00 am and sets at 6:00 pm during normal days. Now during summer season, we all know that sun stays for longer than normal days and assuming that the sun rises at 5:00 am and sets at 7:00 pm during this season. According to DST, Spring forward.. so they forward the clock by an hour.. so during DST days the sun rises at 6:00 am ( 5:00 am has been forwarded by an hour!) and sets at 8:00 pm (7:00 pm has been forwarded by an hour!). This means that we get longer time to spend outside in the sunlight before it darkens. This also means that as usual the day breaks at 6:00 am! Technically the daylight is not increased because of this shift, just the utilisation of the sunlight is made effectively!

The same procedure goes during winter. They reverse the clock by an hour (remember "fall back!"), so that they can return to home before it darkens. 

For more detailed explanation : http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daylight_saving_time

Conclusion:

Whether this shift has been beneficial or not still remains as a dispute but it has certainly not been useful to those who schedule meetings around the world and to all those programmers who have to calculate these complicated timings across the world to get their code working.

I hope I have added more confusion to this already confused procedure!! Catch you all later with another confusing post. :)

Being Mrs. Srinivasan!

Living at the end of the world can sometimes make you feel very lonely.. Of course living besides beach and a beautiful nature is definitely fun but you still miss your loved ones... and specially after marriage one tends to miss their parents a lot..

I live in New Zealand (its almost like living in the end of the world!!), a beautiful country with lovely people.. its been 3 months and I yearn to see my parents and my sister more than anyone.. I yearn to smell the morning filter coffee.. I yearn those squeal of laughter's and tiny pillow fights with my sister.. I yearn those Saravana Bhavan Idlies, Sambhar and Vadais at weekend.. those pani-puri competition with my sister.. those short trips to my perimas house to gulp down the special dishes which she makes with so much love (My perima is an excellent chef and she will call immediately to invite us when she prepares something special ).. those long night chats with my appa during weekend where we both make fun of my sister...those temple visits (there are hardly any temples here and it has been ages since I have done my proper prayer in Kovil).. those festival seasons, we used to have a blast with our cousins in our grandparents place.. those aashirvadhams from elders just to get those 10-20 Rs...those little fights with my sister for choosing new dress during festivals(both wish to wear the same dress at the same time!!)...those were days..those were beautiful memories, which I wish to go back and just hold it with me...

Missing all these small happiness can be very tough but not when you get such a best partner in your life. Probably I am very lucky ( and tough luck for my husband to get me as wife!) to get such a wonderful person. He never made me feel I am missing my family.. He takes care of me just like my mother and loves me more than any one could have!! 

I am silly and crazy sometimes.. I sometimes cook like a disaster.. and when I am down with a fever, I make his life miserable demanding everything and making him do all household chores. Never does he complains.. never does he gets pissed off. He just smiles looking deep in my eyes and whispers "anything for you, wifi". From the time of marriage till now I have always been fascinated living with him.. I get to know him more each day.. be it his patience (he would be patient only with me.. not with others!), his intelligence, his dedication.. his craziness.. his childish behavior.. his bursting wittiness (when ever we have an argument, he corners me with his wittiness that I get stuck with words!).. and his super cuteness ( those dimples in his cheeks, any girl would die for!). I somehow feel he looks more adorable when he wakes.. his imperfect hair with a grin in a face and pleadingly asking "coffee please" with half sleep.. Awww..... I just love to see this every morning, so I purposely delay his morning coffee!! The best part is when we have fights.. we both keep a stern angry face and try to think of something to scold and suddenly burst up laughing.. ha ha ha..time just fades and we both lose track of time with each other's company and our chemistry works so well that we can understand each other just by exchanging looks!

All those missing moments which I yearned for, are slowly transformed by his hugs.. his smiles.. his mokka jokes to bring smile in my face..his fights (and later he tries to convice me).. his childish looks and just being with him.. and actually live with him daily!!

I just love everything in him not only because of what he is but also because of the way he takes care of me.. I see my parents in him! I feel that He is the best thing ever to have happened to me!! Thank you so much for choosing me as your life partner (by the way I still remember that you took 3 days to say "yes" to me!! ).

On his special birthday (special because its his first birthday after our marriage!). I would pray god that he should have a healthy and smiling life ahead with lots of love and laughter.. I know for sure that I would not be able to shower him as much love as he gives me.. but I promise to keep you very happy, love you all my life and make your life as miserable with tight hugs.. and yea.. I would try to stop those stupid things which irritate you.

Coz' you are my everything and I am your everything.. and we both live in our own world!

With lot of hugs and kisses,

To my Hrithik Roshan,

From your crazy wifi!!!

First Month In Kiwi Land

After spending a month happily in London, my husband got a new project in the Kiwi land. Off we went to Auckland, excited and nervous to start our new life from scratch in a new country. I knew it was going to be tough for us as we were unprepared for this challenge (it was all decided in a week that we had little time except for packing).

We landed Auckland at midnight and managed to book a room in hotel. The first dawn was beautiful ( considering our room had a terrific view of a rose garden with a backdrop of sea). We were dumbstruck by the nature's beauty!!!

                                                                                          View from our hotel

It was soon time for my husband to get back to work and I had a tough job to find a new house. First few weeks, I literally roamed all through the streets of Auckland with a pocket map in my hand and asking every passersby if they had a house to rent!!( I know it sounds absurd and no wonder I got cold stares from many). During this search I learnt a lot about kiwis..

• Kiwis are wonderful and cheerful people. They always wear a smile on their face and greet you even if you are a stranger.
• Kiwis love their burgers and pizzas and everything and anything has bacon in them( we being veges had hard time to search from the menu and we mostly ended up with just a toasted bread!).
• They are extermly punctual. (If it is 5:00 then its 5:00, not a minute late not a minute early)
• New Zealand is a very expensive place to live and everything is sky high, especially houses.
• Most houses are studio type apartments (your bedroom,living room, dining table and kitchen are in one single room!!!). At first I thought it was studios!!!
• From any part of the city you can have a great view of the sea!! We are in the central Auckland, and its basically a hill and an island! 
• Last but not the least, finding house is very tough ( make it as very very!!). 

In order to get a house, you need to fix an appointment with an agent for viewing the apartment -> after viewing you get the application form -> fill in the form and mail the scanned copy -> the agents perform a background checking -> they contact the landlord of the house and who ever they think is suitable tenant gets the nod!! 
We had very tough time in finding house given the fact that we need to check the availability of house and agents number to fix appointment through online portals (No, we can't ask passersby for rental house after all!!) and we had no internet facility!!!! (Our hotel provided 15 minutes free internet per day), so that means I had 15 minutes to search all I needed for a day (that is so very crazy!!!).
Time was flying and it was soon a week and we still lived in the hotel, with no clue of what will happen next and where we will go. Our money was draining and we couldn't afford such a costly hotel for another week and striving on bread-jam was making us sick and weak. We longed for a proper food.We thought probably it was a bad idea to have moved here. Our hopes were fading as one by one, agents were rejecting our application forms.
 They say everything happens for the good and probably this too was for a reason. It was during this struggle, we found strength in each other. We gave support whenever the other person felt down. We stood together in our struggle and started understanding each other and felt how much we both are meant to be together. We felt like we were made for each other and how thankful we were to our parents for finding the right person.

                                                                                 One of the streets in Auckland

It took 3 weeks, 16 application forms, several sleepless nights and 3000$ to find our new house. I bet its one of the beautiful house and awesome sea view, our house is just next to the harbour!!!And probably our struggle was worth all the pain..

                                                                         Well! The building you see is our apartment 

                                                                                        View from our apartment

Its friday night and as I wait for my husband to come home, I write this blog with peace. Life now seems to be much better. These little barriers made us realise how perfect we were for each other so thank you kiwi land for giving the perfect start for young couple to get knowing each other.

... And they lived happily ever after☺