Today is my birthday and it’s time to truly reflect and be thankful. For those wanting a soppy read here goes….
As much as I truly like to focus on the present, I love looking back at the past. I see my childhood, my teens and my early twenties. I see hard times and unforgettably great times. I see love and heartbreak. Of course it is all these memories that makes me who I am today.
I am the first born and having a first born, I now understand all the hype that goes with it. I am blessed. Born to Mauritian parents who (I hope they don’t mind me saying) are complete polar opposites – but hey, we know that works! Like all parents, they have always strived to put their children first. They are both grafters, where nothing has come easy in life, yet, as a family unit – happiness has never left us. Sure, there were hard times, there have been and still is illness, but, we have overcome the worst and that is something I will never forget. As a child, I was always made to feel special and given the opportunity to have a voice in whatever the situation. I have spent a lot of time with my hero – my dad, who has taught me to be confident and thoughtful. I have learnt that, no matter what you are faced with, you make the best out of the situation. Keep smiling and the world smiles with you. My mum has inspired me to be an independent woman, to persevere with a career and to work hard. She is also a traditionalist, who continuously reminds me to ensure my husband is well looked after. But, that’s something I don’t need reminding about…
Roysan Ramachandran was the first to give me butterflies in my stomach. It was Fresher’s week and there was an event at the Ministry of Sound in Elephant and Castle. He had the worst chat up line – ever! It was so weird that he made me laugh and he immediately had my attention. After a few exchanges of conversation, each filled with laughter, we met again at another event – Fuse at Kings College London. This time, he insisted that I danced with him, so I did and we finally exchanged numbers. Unlike the others that I had stumbled across in my late teens, he kept me on my toes. I could never (and still can’t) predict his next move but each one consists of an abundance of love. He is certainly different. He won my parents over very quickly and that’s because of his soft nature and kind heart and well I…I was besotted.
We were married after five whole years together. Looking back, the wedding was so over the top, but rightly so. Roy is an only child and I’m the first daughter in the family to be wed. We had a civil ceremony in the UK, where we invited probably half of Sri Lanka and the religious ceremony in Mauritius, again where probably half the country attended. Both events were grand. We went all out. The wedding in Mauritius was even more memorable as our close friends flew out. They joined us for two weeks, where they were introduced to the nuttiest of family members and not forgetting of course; Mauritian rum.
Returning to the UK as newlyweds, Roy insisted moving straight to the flat to start our lives together. Traditionally a new bride would go to her in-laws first (even though I never said it) – he knew that wasn’t what I wanted. I understood then, even after five years of being with him, that he would always put me first. And so he has. Thirteen years later, he does the same thing. Now, with our own little fan club, he puts us all before himself. He is the most selfless person I know and I love him dearly.
32 years on this earth and I am incredibly thankful. I am honoured to be surrounded by so much love. I never in my wildest dreams imagined that I would have a mini ‘Roy and Tash’. Life has never been so exciting and I thoroughly look forward to the years ahead.
Thank you to all, who are always there, you know who you are….
“I will live for today and be thankful for a tomorrow”