h2>Dating : Love Languages
~ 70 weeks to my ‘Tees’ (30th) ~
I obviously took my holiday seriously, and even blogging clearly took a backseat. So, now that I’m back after my summer break in London, I’m going to be catching up and sharing posts, in retrospect.
Prantik and I are certainly very different, in a lot of ways. In a previous post, I had shared about how our marriage, like any other, has it’s ups and downs. Strikingly different are our love languages too.
While Prantik, enjoys picking up gifts and lengthy conversations; I’m all for good quality time and actions, done for another. So while, Prantik would express his love by buying me a new dress for example, I’d choose to say, pack his bags, and blend a smoothie prior to his early morning flight/meeting.
However, over time we’ve acknowledged that both of us wish to be loved slightly differently — not to say that Prantik buying me a jewellery set or a book; or me cooking a meal are not appreciated, but we’ve come around to understand that what would please the other even more is actually if we expressed our love in each other’s respective languages of love. And this has immensely helped us, grow closer and bond even more meaningfully in our relationship, not just as spouses but also as co-parents.
So, this week we realised we were 0.5 years away from being married for 5 years. The weekend began with a bang — we finally had all the members of Prantik’s college gang(#1) in town, so we met for dinner and drinks, hired a party van and danced to fun familiar numbers at a Bollywood club, before calling it a night, early next morning 😉 We have some blurry images from that night for keepsake.
During the weekdays, I was working most evenings. So, Prantik tweaked his schedule to accommodate my varying shift timings and so one day, he planned (brownie points!) a lunch date — we went to this lovely Italian restaurant called ‘Amo’ (which means “love” in Italian/Spanish) and enjoyed a lovely meal and each other’s undivided attention, catching up and planning for the week(s) ahead. Mid-week, we grabbed a quick coffee and then co-hosted our friends’ surprise farewell pizza + jacuzzi party with the gang(#2). That was fun and memorable indeed.
The ICC Cricket World Cup had kickstarted too. Prantik would mobilise friends from the comfort of their couches to meet up at various sports bars across the city to watch Team India, play against various teams, on big screens. I would finish my shift past midnight, and grab a cab in time to watch India finish off the last overs, with a bang. Obviously, one of the aspects Prantik was and is still thrilled about is that I follow and enjoy sports too and hence, there really is never a battle for the TV remote controller when there are cricket or tennis grand slams going on 😀 (Old habits die hard, I had found all his previous Indian cricket jerseys and the huge flag as well, gotten ’em washed and ironed prior to the World Cup season ;))
All in all, we had a good week together, stealing moments amidst our otherwise packed schedules to spend some time with each other, learning, unlearning and relearning each other’s languages of love. I would definitely recommend every couple to introspect, acknowledge and do the same!
