Do any of you remember the time Calvin's parents tried to take a 'nice' picture of him for the Christmas card? There is no way of taking a 'nice' picture of myself with my husband. I remember Swasti my dear friend from NID, one of the few people from my institute days who knows him well, used to call him Calvin because of the perpetual naughty glint in his eyes. In a year he's going to be forty but the glint hasn't changed one bit and the above is the best picture I could manage to take of the two of us together.
Marriage is a complicated journey but man what a ride it is when your partner is there to hold your hand, make you laugh, lick your cheek (right I didn't say 'kiss'), forgive you all your mistakes, accept you just the way you are and worry about what to get for your birthday. I don't know what I would do without Anshu the man.