It has been thirty-five years
today since I first met her as a colleague (15th July 1991). My
first impression was that she was very competent, came with a stellar
reputation, and was highly competitive. After a year of association full of
debates, a few disagreements, and many more alignments, she married me.
Refer to my original 'Yellove' written 10 years ago - https://hesh-iyer.blogspot.com/2016/07/yellow-in-my-life.html
All these years, our life hasn’t
been without fun. We tackled challenges together, scaled milestones
hand-in-hand, and celebrated achievements as one.
Working for the same organization
initially, and even later when I changed my job, our common domain and
technology bonded us together. Our common interests, similar upbringing and
value systems further strengthened the relationship. The spark that I saw in
her 35 years ago never faded. She remained an avid quizzer, stayed updated on
current affairs, became an enthusiastic sports follower, and remained a
passionate knowledge seeker—all the traits that had drawn me towards her. She
has always made me proud in all her interactions with my friends and relatives.
Frankly, it has been tough to catch up with her wide range of interests.
She has been an adoring mother
for her children—one who was always on top of their studies. Monday tests all
through their schooling meant weekends were not for fun alone. She was deeply
involved in their lives and evolved from a Gen X person to Gen Y and Gen Z
seamlessly, be it in their thoughts, their music, or their lingo. She did this
even if it meant bridging a huge expanse across genres. Whether it was the
now-defunct One Direction or K-pop, Schitt’s Creek or Formula One
Racing, modern classics or the contemporary literature, she would keep herself
updated just to be able to bond with her kids. Even today she will remember all
their friends – the subjects they studied and the jobs they got into.
She has expanded her repertoire
from the traditional Indian cooking to a more contemporary international
cuisine that would appeal to the evolving palates of her daughters. Her kitchen
is a vibrant blend of cross-continent ingredients and the corridor is filled
with the traditional aromas.
She has been the backbone of my
life all along. She has backed my decisions but has never hesitated to call out
the bad ones. With all my wrong decisions on one side, the one I made regarding
her 35 years ago outweighs and outsmarts all of them. And this is one decision
she will leave uncontested and undisputed for sure.
Happy 35th anniversary of our ‘Do
dil mil rahe hain’ moment, Poonam. Thanks for being the full moon in our lives.
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