Took off my heels and got into my flip-flops so I could take a long romantic stroll along Marine Drive with Akbar. Marine drive is known as the Queen's Necklace because when viewed at night from an elevated point anywhere along the drive, the street lights resemble a string of pearls in a necklace. (Swipe left). PS - obsessed with this chic two-piece set from @chicwish (linked in my stories). 😍😍 #rosydiariestravels
“He was 8 & a half when I was born & was the typical ‘strict’ older brother. Our parents were like our friends. We spoke to dad about our crushes, date nights & career. He encouraged us to be independent.
Till 2007, we lived in Delhi. When my brother wanted to become an actor, I convinced dad to move to Bombay. I wanted to be close to my brother–we’ve always been best friends. Growing up, we shared a room & through the fights, we were forced to get along.
When we moved, mom was diagnosed with ovarian cancer. I was only 18. We were with her through her fight, but after 2 years she passed away. I was close to my dad, while my brother was close to our mom. When she was sick, he’d bathe her, sleep in her hospital room–he was the fighter.
Maybe that’s why it hit him the hardest–losing his best friend. But I had to be strong for the 2 men in my life. Even dad couldn’t cope with it. I had to grow up overnight & somehow give them strength.
Eventually, my brother went to flight school in USA, while my dad & I lived in Mumbai, trying to move on. But we weren’t off the hook yet–we found out his liver wasn’t functioning. When I told my brother, he said ‘I’ll come back.’ But I told him not to because he would’ve had to repeat his course!
We had to believe that dad had a chance. But he worsened quickly & my brother only got 2 weeks with him. Even while leaving us, dad said, ‘Saath rehna.’ We had to make sure we were there for each other.
Now, after they’re gone, I don’t think we had a moment where we didn’t want to stay together. In fact, we’ve bought a house in our parent’s memory because we know that this family isn’t breaking–ever. When I got married, I told my husband that my brother’s the most important in my life. Family always comes first, they’re our strength. The only thing that we argue about now is my driving. Which I think is perfect, I don’t know why he has a problem, but I guess a sibling just HAS to be annoying, I’ve made my peace with it!” TAG someone that should read this story ❤️ #Repost@officialhumansofbombay
“Our love story is all about chances. It started 7 years ago. We had just broken up with our partners & met through a common friend. We started hanging out, I really enjoyed his company. We had this spot where we’d go & one day out of the blue, he asked me out. That first date we spoke about anything & everything!
But after 15 days, he broke up with me. He said ‘you’re way too good for me!’ We were from different worlds which could hinder our relationship, but I wasn’t ready to give up. I told him we were worth fighting for–finally he was convinced & decided to give this a real shot.
We went on road trips & also spent time at home. I loved being around him. I was in awe of him & loved his spontaneity because it contrasted with my need to plan. 10 months in, he said he loves me & I felt the same. I loved our dynamic–we spent a lot of time together, but still gave each other space. This was our own sanctuary.
But no love story can be complete without its set of twists & turns. In 2014, I was in office & got a call–he was having a heart attack. He was pronounced dead in the hospital–I saw him shut his eyes, a part of me was dying too. I prayed while they tried to revive him & I still count my lucky stars that they were able to get him back to me!
I stayed with him through recovery & he says it made him fall in love with me all over again. But he started focusing more on work. Because of that our relationship took a hit. I started to lose faith & because he couldn’t give me enough time & decided to take a solo trip to Europe. I even broke up with him then, but he kept track of me & this time–he convinced me not to give up on us. He asked for one more chance & I gave it to him!
Now 7 years later–we’re happily married. It was about the chances that we gave each other. The work of a relationship is on you, the faith is on you–the power is with you. So if you really want it, you just cannot give up. Otherwise, we wouldn’t be standing here, looking adorable & able to share our story with you." TAG SOMEONE THAT SHOULD READ THIS AMAZING LOVE STORY ❤️ #Repost@officialhumansofbombay
“I grew up knowing that there was a difference in the way my male cousins & I were treated. He was gifted a cycle while I wasn’t. I wasn’t allowed the same things as my friends. My family was different.
It was normal in our house not to address our fathers directly. Girls were supposed to grow up with certain ideals & married off at 21. So a school picnic was an uphill battle, forget sleepovers. I’d always feel this gap but there wasn’t much I could change.
I focussed on school–a part of my life I could fully control. In 10th, I did really well. My dad received calls congratulating him. He only asked me, ‘What next? College?’ That was my break! I told him I wanted to do CA and he agreed. Of course, I couldn’t give him a chance to complain. One slip up, about boys or bunking & there wouldn’t be any more chances.
To me, all that didn’t matter. I was going to college–I’d make something of myself. At 20, I cracked CA in my first attempt. My dad was so proud. I saw a change now. We discussed a future that didn’t involve getting married immediately. When I hadn’t even received my graduation certificate, I was offered a job in a huge firm! It was a dream come true. And this time, my dad told me to accept it instantly.
At 22 though, my parents started looking for a groom. I was against it. But I thought that this was the law of the land. Thankfully my dad rejected those who asked me to quit my job or imposed restrictions. He knew being independent & working were a huge part of who I’d become.
When my dad couldn’t find anyone for his well paid, educated daughter, he gave up. At that time, I attempted to do something brave. I suggested a solo trip to Dubai. Surprisingly, all my dad asked was, ‘What’s your itinerary?’ I couldn’t believe it! I planned my trip with him & he was so excited that I was going to skydive. He told everyone!
We’re getting to know each other again. I think he realised that there was more beyond simple traditions, which hadn’t helped him find someone to take care of his daughter, because there was no need now. She could take care of herself." TAG someone that needs to read this story!
“The moment she saw the camera pointed at her. She stopped crying and gave a beautiful smile.” TAG someone who should see this smile!