My husband and I met for the first time at a local pub, 9 years ago. I was going through some rough times, so my girlfriends insisted on taking me out to cheer me up. At the pub, I saw this tall, handsome man walking in my opposite direction. We were looking at each other, and neither one of us could look away. When we were almost passing each other, I got a sudden urge to grab his arm, and he instantly turned around and started walking with me. I was totally embarrassed at what I had done, so I apologized, but he told me that it was okay. We hit it off so well that we talked until the pub closed down. We exchanged numbers, but as luck would have it, we both lost each other’s numbers.
Two years later, by some miracle, I met him again. This time around we made sure not to lose our numbers. We started a two yearlong relationship. I found out that he came from a very traditional family who believed in arranged marriages. And as it turned out, his parents had sent a proposal (on his behalf) to a family, and they were waiting for a reply. My boyfriend had tried to tell me that he did not expect the family to reply, and that there was very little chance that he would marry the girl, and that it was just something his parents were doing. I still didn’t feel too comfortable with the situation. So I decided that we needed go our separate ways until he was 100% sure what he wanted. So, I was on the road to ‘heartbreak hotel’. To console myself, I kept telling myself that I made the right decision.
Three days after we broke up, my boss called a corporate meeting. Everyone at the office was to attend the meeting at exactly 3:00 p.m. in the conference room. The memo seemed very urgent and everyone in the office was wondering what the meeting was about. At around 3:00 p.m., everyone gathered at the scheduled meeting room. There were approximately 14-15 people, all asking each other if they knew what the meeting was about. Nobody knew! It was 3:15 already; there was no sign of our boss. Then at about 3:30 p.m. the boss walked in, shut the door behind her and took her seat. She said that the meeting would commence shortly, and thanked us for our patience. Moments later there was a knock on the conference room door, and in came a man with a saxophone. He asked me by my name and said that he had a message for me, but didn’t say who sent the message. Needless to say, I was totally confused, shocked and embarrassed. When I looked at my boss, she looked back and smil!
ed at me. The saxophonist played ‘Woman’ by John Lennon. After the song was over, my boyfriend walked into the room with a bouquet of roses, followed by my sister and a few other friends. He asked me if I would marry him on one bended knee in front of all my friends and family. After I told him that he was crazy, I said, “Yes!”
That month, my proposal story was the head story on our company Newsletter. The wedding was on November 28, 1998. It was a big wedding of over 400 people. It has been almost five years since that day. We now have a beautiful seven-month-old son.
Aneeka R. M.