hmmm have you ever made your parents feel guilty? Well after the incident that i told you guys about in my last entry, my parents kept saying sorry to me. I don’t know if the sorry was for beating me up or if they’re saying that because, they know that i don’t truly love them? Sounds a little weird doesnt it? After Raj and Jasmine left that night…my dad came back. When he entered the house my mom told him everything that she and raj talked about. I was sitting on the sofa…with my eyes red and tired from crying, my messed up hair from the beating, and headaches everywhere in my head. When my dad saw me…he came upto me and held me in his arms. He told me that he is very sorry and that everything was just a misunderstanding. I told him that it’s fine…and if i was in your place, i would freak out too. (But ovbiously i wouldn’t hit my daughter like he did.) I was very angry at him about that, but i didn’t show it at all. In fact i kept on smiling infront of him and told him that it’s totally fine. I did this because this is what i thought was right. I should respect my parents as much as i could..(untill some kinda limit lol). But in our culture, it’s said that our parents are like god. For me..that’s not true. I see my god in my hubby, Raj. So everything was back to normal, of course now me and raj can’t meet anymore but we could talk all we want online or on the phone somtimes. K so yesterday was black friday so my parents left early in the morning to buy me a laptop (to make up for everything). It wasn’t going to get rid of the pain that i had in my body but watever. My parents bought me a sony laptop and said it was just for me but obviously it wasn’t just mine, i mean like everybody in the household could use it. So I quickly took the laptop out of the box and starting to play around with it. Later, my mom went to the store again and bought a router. It took me and raj about 1 and half days to figure out how to get internet on this laptop. haha..pretty pathetic? lol. It’s okay, it was my first time doing it and raj was just helping me out on the phone. He wasn’t physically there, which was kinda hard. Anyways, so we got the laptop to work and now it works perfectly fine. Anyways, that incident that happend didn’t really hurt our relationship at all. Actually, it made it much more stronger. The fact that i took a little bit of pain for our love, proved once again that our love is really true. I don’t know any guy who would take the responsitbility and the action to solve everything out like raj did. At one point i thought that this was going to be the end of our love…but it wasn’t…it was just a little test from god. It also made things much much better than before. Before this, my dad was extremely suspicious all the time about me. He didn’t trust me at all, and now he trusts me a lot more than before. My mom has always trusted me a little more than my dad but now they both trust me more than ever before. So i guess whatever god does…he does it for a reason..so just believe in him and never doubt him. He’ll always be there with you…and i already know that my god is with me because, my raj is with me…and forever will be.

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it’s been way too long……….too long. I haven’t met raj for about 10 days. I remember when i had to leave to go to india for a vaction/to study. On the way to the airport all i could feel was my tears falling down. My parents wanted me to study in india for a whole year. That meant that i wouldnt be able to see raj for a whole year. I was so far away from him yet sometimes i felt as if he was right there. When i got onto the plane all i cud wish for was a miracle that just took me away from everything and let me hold my raj. I took my seat on the plane and waited for it to take me so far away from him. I prayed and prayed for all this to be a dream. But no, it was reality. When i got off the plane at the airport in Delhi, i noticed that he wasnt here…besides me. That’s wen it hit me..that now im alone. I walked up to see my uncle waiting there for me along with my my moms uncle. They were so happy to see me and my family. I smiled and tried not to let out my tears. My uncle, Ranveer grabed my arm and held me in his arms. For a second, i just wanted to tell him everything about me and raj right there, so that i cud at least cry. He told me that i had grew so much. Last time he saw me was when i was 5 years old and now here i am infront of him as a 13 year old girl. We got into the car and started to head towards Punjab, my home. I asked them how long is it going to take? All they cud say was just go to sleep manpreet. Later i found out that it takes about 8-9 hours from Delhi to get to Punjab. Yea, a little overwhelming? First i had to leave raj in America all alone, second i had to sit thru 15 hrs. on the plane, and now 8 more hours to get home? lmao i was tired as hell but i didnt close my eyes throughout the whole journey. I wanted to call raj…tell him once more that i love him so much. When i reached punjab everybody just wanted to hug me and talk to me. I was quiet and i didn’t want to talk to anybody. Although i had to act as if i was having lots of fun. After a few days, i had to attend my uncle’s marriage(not ranveer, hes only 20). This uncle was also my mom’s brother but he was older than ranveer uncle. After the marriage, i had to go to school, like every other kid on earth. School was an interesting experience in india. Apparently they called 7th grade 7th class over there….lol. I had a tough time with everything. They made me make up every single work that i missed. I stayed up every nite filling out my notebooks with all the work i had missed since the begnning of the year. Sometimes i used to cry while doing my work, and i told everybody that i was jus worried about my study. At nite, when i was sleeping my aunt told me that i was talking in my sleep in english. She cudnt understand me..thx god or else she’d probably kno that i was talking about raj. On the outside, i was a jolly little 13 year old kid but from the inside, i was turning into somebody that i didn’t even recognize. I wasnt the same manpreet anymore. I didn’t cry….i didn’t sleep….i almost stopped eating. If anybody asked me if i had already eaten, i wud just say yea i did. But the truth was that i was hungry like crazy, but i wanted to be fed by raj. I wanted to eat,sleep, and have fun with him and nobody else. I hated everybody…i stopped going to school after 15 days. I just cudn’t take it anymore. I hated to sit along the window at nite and just stare at the pitch black night. I hated it when i cried and nobody was there to ask me if i was okay. Somtimes i asked god why does he do this to so many people? why is he doing it to me? I thought that he was punishing me but i soon realized that it was all a test from him. God wanted to know if we truly did love each other. He wanted to know if i would forget about raj and start to think of some other guy….he wanted to know if the love that i had and if the love that raj had was actuallly true. Some time in August, i sat in the room alone…looking at my aunt’s cell phone. I knew what i was doing and i knew if i had gotten caught i wudnt have any excuses of why i was talking to a boy. I reached for the phone, and hid inside the closet. It was a burning hot day and i was sweating in the closed closet. I dialed his number with excitement and fear. When he picked up, i heard his soft, smooth, and sweet voice. His voice healed that hole that was riped into my heart when i left him there. I cud tell that he had jus woken up when i heard his voice. He said hello over and over again and thats wen i noticed that i was crying…silently. He told me to talk and the silence between us told him that it was his manpreet. He knew it was me yet i hadnt even said a word to him. I didn’t say anything becaz i was afraid if he had moved on. I know, im stupid to think that way. I thought that raj wud have started to like some other girl after i left. It had been 5 months already now. I didn’t go to school but i started to eat, and sleep a little after i heard his voice. Towards the end of August, i called him again. This time i actually spoke to him for about 2 mins. At first he didn’t believe that it was me calling him. But later i told him that i was coming back from india in September. I heard his voice fill with joy and i had a real smile on my face after so long. After a few days, i was packing my suitcase. Everybody asked me to just stay but i cried and whined how the school isnt good for me and that im going to fail every class that i took. That was just an excuse to go back to india. It took me really long to convince my parents to let me come back to America. They spent a lot of money on me. They bought me my uniform, shoes, books, and they payed for the school fee. It was a lot of money that i had wasted but i knew that i cudnt live without raj. I just couldn’t take 6 more months of pain…it was too much. I sort of felt bad that i wasted their money so much but if i had stayed in india longer, i wud have wasted a lot more money…and i probably wudnt be alive. I was so happy to leave india. Everybody was sad but i was the jolly one out of everywun. I cried a little so that they don’t think im weird or something. Ranveer uncle, and my two aunts droped me off at the Delhi airport. I was sad to leave my real home, but the truth is that wherever my husband is, that is where my home is. My parents, sister, and brother had left a few months earlier than me. I stayed in india with my grandma, aunts, and uncles. In india everybody treats you like their child, so staying away from my parents wasn’t a big deal for me. I waited for my plane to be called so that i cud get on board and fly to America. When i heard my plane’s name, i felt so happy to know that i was going to be in my raj’s arms very soon. First of course i had to sit thru a 15 hour ride. lol…I reached america and my parents came to pick me up from the New York airport. This was the first time i had ever been on a plane by myself….it was kind of scary but i knew my raj was with me so i didn’t have to worry about anything. My mom hugged me and my dad did too. They said they missed me alot and that they are glad that i came back earlier. Even though they were the ones who fought me and tried to force me to stay in india.lol…parents…they so weird. I got into the car and i didn’t fall asleep thru the 15 hour plane ride or the 2 hour ride from the new york airport to philadelphia. When i reached home, my eyes were tired. I went to my room and saw the phone waiting for me. I grabed the phone and i didn’t have the energy to dial the numbers. I fell onto the bed and finally slept in peace after 6 months. Next morning i called raj asap. I heard his voice and he told me how he went through the same thing as i did. I couldn’t believe that he waited for me…for so long. I couldn’t believe that i waited for him for so long. I don’t anybody on earth who wud go through so much for their loved one. Those 6 months in india, were awful but that time proved to me that we were meant to be for each other. We started to meet again and things were back to normal. For the first few weeks, i had to change back to the real manpreet that i had forgotten about in the past 6 months. Soon things were perfectly good again. I guess God got his answers….and that answer was from me and raj. We proved to him that we together were….2 hearts but 1 soul. Those 6 months made us stronger. The fact that we waited for each for so long told us how much love we had and still have for each other. Today i sit here and im whinning about 10 days? ha funny. Because, i know if i could make it through 6 months of pain….i could definately wait for him for 10 days…..forget 10 days…i wud wait for him for the rest of my life if i had to..,..just because we’re not always together, doesn’t mean that we’re going to break and shatter into pieces. Somtimes you have to have hope….and when that hope is strong enough, you’ll know that you have something so special that nobody in the world has. That could be….your love or anything small. Hope is one thing that keeps us together. Trust is the biggest thing that makes our tiny strings of love stronger and stronger every and each second…..hope…. and trust……forever.

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u know wen a baby is born and how it needs its mother or else it will probably cry a lot? well raj is like this mother and im the baby…the only difference is that the baby will cry and i will die…..i need him so that i could survive. i need to be able to talk to him and spend time with him. hes everything to me. Raj is leaving to go to india for 3 weeks…hes leaving on december 26th i dont kno how im going to survive. but he has to go for a wedding and almost every year most indian familes try to go to india for a short visit. So since we are also indian, we try to go to india every year too. To us our family has a huge importance in our life. for me, my family starts and ends with raj..nobody else. 12 more days left till he’s going. It’s hard to even think about the time that he’s going to be gone for…..3 weeks…wow. It still hasnt hit me that Raj is leaving in 12 days….i guess my heart doesnt want to admit it. You know in life, people whine about so many things and yet we have so much…. we cry about a pimple on our face, or bad clothings but we never look at the things that we have. I thank god so many times a day for giving me a husband like Raj. I don’t want anything but him. Today my aunt in India passed away. She has a 4-5 month year old baby. Life is such a harsh place and yet, we think we have it the worst. Im so happy to have raj in my life….i can’t explain it more than i already have said. It’s just this feeling that you get when you know that wen u come home, you’ll have somebody waiting for u. It feels amazing to know that even if u screw up on everything, you’ll have someone by ur side….to comfort you….to love you unconditionaly. No matter how many times i make a mistake, he’ll always say it’s okay….I just can’t think about coming home and not having somebody to talk to for three whole weeks….my parents are busy with their life, my siblings r just young and stupid, and i….im jus always left alone, (till raj came into my life, obviously). I never got the love from my parents……It all started wen i was in 2nd grade. I was on stage, about to sing a song with my chorus group. My eyes searched for my parents so many times…but no….they werent there. Each time somebody would walk into the gym, i would expect it to be my parents or atleast one of them, but it would be some other kid’s parents. I performed and i was happy from the outside, but i was hurt from the inside. It sucks to wait there alone for your parents to come and pick you up. For one hour i stood outside waiting for them to come. After that show, they never ever came to any of my other shows. They wud drop me off and pick me up….that was my life. Every morning i would go to school with an empty stomache, i would take the bus on rainy stormy days and make my way through the crowd in the gym to get to my friends. At home, i would wash dishes and just do some work. In 3rd grade, i learned to do my own hair. In our religion, long uncut hair is very sacred so i decided to keep my hair long and uncut. You don’t have to keep your hair long and uncut, but it’s just something that some people choose to do. It’s a way of showing your religon’s pride. There are many stories behind this concept, maybe i will explain in another entry. Anyways so I started to braid my hair in one long ponytail and i went to my church during the summer for camp, each year. At this camp, we learned about our religon and our god. I started to learn many different types of things and i became more closer to god rather than fashion, which is what most girls choose to do. In 5th grade we moved to another part of the suburbs and then i met Raj in 7th grade. I still hung out with my friends, i had a normal life just like any other girl. Today, i wake up, braid my hair, get ready and take the bus and go to school and redo the whole cycle all over again. I still have friends, it’s just that i dont have any close friends and i like it this way. I already have raj so i don’t need someone else to be extra close to me. Well why did i tell u this? Because, i wanted you to know why i am how i am today. I’am mature because of my experiences. I’m not saying that im wise about everything, in fact i have many things to learn and many challenges ahead of me. From 2nd grade to 7th grade, i was always alone and my parents never really took care of me. They just fed me and they were usually nice to me. By 4th grade, i was independent…i always did my work and got over little stupid problems in life. Somtimes during 2-3rd grade, I wanted somebody to hold me in their arms and say it’s okay. And when i met raj, i knew that my somebody was him. So in the past two years, raj and i got to know each other very well. I started to talk to him everyday. When i come home i imed/call him and i still do. We talk to each other for the whole day. We talk from 3:30pm to whenever we want to go to sleep. Now, raj is like my drug. When you get addicted to a drug, it’s hard to let go of it. And when i think of the fact that he’s going to leave on the 26th for 3 weeks….it breaks my heart. It’s like taking a drug away from a person who is addicted to it. In my case, the drug is raj and im that addicted person. Now obviously, that person would probably slowly die without their drug. Just like that, when raj is going to be gone, my heart is going to have so many deep holes in it…….it’ll be so hard to heal them again…..u know, when u die once, it’s not so painfull, but when you die over and over again….it pains. Every night, i’ll pray to god to keep my husband safe. He’s going to be so far away…..more than 1,000 miles away. Every night, i’ll lay in bed and think of him….his sweet voice, beautiful eyes, and his gorgeous smile. I have everything that i need in life now. I never got the love of my parents, but i have my raj with me and that’s all i need to survive. Raj took the place of my mom,dad,sister,brother,cousin, everything and anything. He’s always there for me, as a friend, boyfriend,and an amazing husband. He filled that gap in my heart that was made when my parents stopped giving me attention. It’s just so hard to live away from him and meet him only 2 days a week. One day, i won’t have to live throught this pain. One day i’ll wake up besides him….one day i won’t have to die a thousand times….one day i won’t have to hide my love for him, we won’t have to meet secretly, we won’t have to lie for our true love, we’ll be free from that day and on…… and on that one day, i will be the most happiest girl on earth….i’ll miss u pookie…im gona miss u a lot

P.S. pookie is a name that we came up for each other..u’ll see it a lot.

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i dont know what to do…i dont know where to go…i just dont know what to say…all i do now is cry….every time i try to cry and let out my feelings someone comes into my room. How sad is this…i cant even cry about my love….you have any idea how much this hurts? after he left…i jus stayed on the computer….and i tried to distract myself from crying by downloading bunch of songs. Every time i would try to laugh…i would end up with tears. I don’t have anyone besides me….i feel like a piece of trash just left behind. I called raj wen he was on the way to the airport…..and i was just talking to him until my mom came upstairs and told me tht she heard me talking to a boy…i didnt know what to do…..my heartbeat just stopped instantly…..i had to tell her the truth so i told her that it was raj….that boy tht gave me rides to school with his girlfriend jasmine. I told my mom a lie that jasmine(his gf) called me to ask if i can check for her if raj’s flight is delayed or not. She asked me why cudn’t she check for herself? I told her that her internet isn’t working and thats why she called me…..she looked me in the eyes and said i lost every single bit of trust that i had for u. I had tears in my eyes….first i had to deal with the fact that raj is going to be in india for 3 weeks….and now this??? My mom and dad talked to me for a while telling me that they have no trust for me. They asked me so many questions about raj and his gf (who is fake obivouslyy). But…they ignored it and told me that this was my last and final warning from them. I guess when raj comes back…we won’t talk on the phone at all…for a while….I don’t know why god did this….i guess it was because i hurt raj today(there’s always a reason behind everything). I wasn’t myself for the past few weeks…and today i got into a little fight with him. I didn’t give him enough time to talk to me….i just felt horrible…i wanted to go hide somewhere and cry….and i didnt know if talking to raj was such a gud idea caz i was crying and still am crying becaz of him. I need him so bad….you know…But…they ignored and told me that this was my last and final warning from them. I guess when raj comes back…we won’t talk on the phone at all…for a while….when you guys read this or any blog….u might say “thats really sad” or “that sucks i feel so bad”….but its much more than that. When i write this….i cry my eyes out…..i dont have my love….i dont have what i need to survive…..what do i do? you tell me? im so lost….my head hurts..my ears want to hear his sweet calming voice….my eyes long for his face…..my heart burns…. it hurts its like getting shot over and over again but ur still alive…yet you’re dying from the inside….maybe whatever i write doesn’t make any difference for you guys……maybe im useless….maybe i need to die….i love you raj….and i promised u i wont do anything dum….but if my body kills me from the inside, then its not my fault..im sorry if i ever hurt u pookie…..i really love you baby…come back please….just come back and hold me in ur arms….wipe away my tears..and just tell me that its gona be okay…just come back…..i need u…i miss u yaar…come bak please …please…

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During the day, i breathe many times, i cry many times, and my heart well…my heart beats all the time…not so that i can live…but so that it can say your name and tell youh how much i love you. I love you soooooo much raj…soooooo much….So today i watched an indian tv serial called Pyar Ka Bandhan. In that story, there’s a mother who raises her 4 children all by herself. That mother is very poor but she has this courage that keeps her going…and that is the love of her 4 children….after a few days she finds out that she has blood cancer…..she thinks about what to tell her kids….what to do with them….how will they grow up alone? But she doesn’t tell them anything and she even spends her money for her children’s wants and needs, instead of going to the doctors to get medicine for herself…That is TRUE LOVE…..In love, the happiness of the other person/whoever you love is essential to your own…I stopped watching it but i started to think about it….It’s just amazing what love can do….that mother had a choice….A.) to take care of her children or B.) Send them to some orphanage and live her own life….stress free……Love is everywhere…it’s always around you because god is everywhere…and god is love…love is god. Anywaysz today i talked to my raj ji and it felt good to talk to him after a while…Everytime i talk to him my heart skips a beat…it feels happy….its like this feeling that you get when you know you have something so special that nobody else in the world has…..its jus simply amazing….His voice just calms me down from all the stress…and my tears just fade away…..and before i know it…..a smile falls across my face. You know it’s really funny when you ask people, what do u picture when you think of love? Many people would answer it by saying “a couple” but it doesn’t always have to be a couple…Love can be anything…it can be your dad, who u love a lot….you kids, your anything,….thats the beauty of love… But the most difficult part in love is TRUST & HOPE….two main big things….if you don’t understand those two things….you won’t have true love…..When you love somebody, you shoulld trust them with all your heart….When you have your ups and downs, you and your loved one should hope…..you shoud hope together….you should help out that special person…..you should trust and hope, as one person. When raj and I started to date….I lied to him many times, I don’t know why i did that but i did. I was a different person back then. But when i did lie to him…he knew about it. He taught me to trust and to have hope. Today, i don’t ever lie to him..and when i mean NEVER i mean NEVER. It’s pretty hard to believe isn’t it? I know, some of you guys are probably like…she’s just making it up…or she has to lie to him at least once..but no…i don’t. Every time i do something bad or something that i shouldn’t have done, i tell him. Raj is the reason why i am who i am today. He’s the reason why i have a gud heart..because if he wasnt here…i’d probably be like any other typical punjabi girl. I would be so changed that if i was to go back to how i was before, you wouldn’t even recongize me. Today I am so proud to say that I am Manpreet Kaur, wife of Gurwinder Singh. My Raj is the most loving, cutest, big hearted person that i have ever known in my life. Without you pookie, i’d be a piece of trash that would lay on the floor and be stepped on all the time. Sometimes i ask myself, “do i wana be his sun or his moon”?? If i am his sun, then i would light up his life everyday with happiness but if i was his moon, then i would help him out and shine on him during his darkest hours, when he would need a friend. Confusing? I don’t know if i want to be his sun or moon, but i sure will be his wife, his everythiing whenever he needs me. If he needs me to be and act like his sister, i will do that, if he needs me to act and be his mom then i will do that too…i will be everything and anything for you raj…you’re my life and when u need a sun i will be your sun and when you need a moon, i will be there for you i love u raj….i miss u a lot …and like every other day, i’ll be waiting for you mwuhaaaaaa i love u….

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You know how weird it is to take advice from a 12 year old…..but it’s shocking that an older person/friend of mine wouldn’t understand my feelings as much as that 12 year old did. Yesterday was new years eve so i decided to go with my sister to her friend’s new years party(it was at her house) My sister’s friend’s name is Tyler. She’s a nice girl…very young but mature. She lives about 5 minutes away from our house, we used to spend the whole summer over their house and their pool. My sister, Ravneet and I have many good memories with Tyler and her family. That night we just talked in her basement about my love story. There was another girl, whose name is Lyn, and she’s chinese. Lyn is also a friend of Tyler. So it was me, my sister, Tyler, and Lyn. All of them were about 3-4 years younger than me. Within 5 minutes of knowing lyn, i told her everything about my life. I didn’t even know that girl, yet i spilled out my whole love story to her. I told her what happend when my parents beated me….when i got caught talking to raj…everything….how we met…u name it….It’s so weird how i didn’t even know the girl and i just told her everything. The most shocking and interesting thing was that she understood me and she even tried to give me advice…It was simply amazing….IF i were to tell my friend(s) they would just laugh and make fun of me. They wouldn’t undestand me at all….they wouldn’t believe me and yet this 12 year old girl…..understood me and she was so serious when i was talking to her. You know, age doesn’t have anything to do with how mature a person is. I was 12 when raj told me that he wanted to marry me….and i took it seriously too..why? because, i understood…i wasn’t exactly ready for that step but i understood. If anybody told you that he/she is gona marry you and you’re only 12 at that time…how would you react? You’d probably laugh at that person and go like are u out of your mind? but some people understand it….and i was one of them. I’m not saying im the most wise and mature 14 year old you’ll ever meet on earth…but im saying that to understand what marriage is…was a wise and mature thing to do. And not every time you should be that person to say yes to somebody if they ask you “will u marry me”, especailly when you’re only 12 years old. But if you know that…that person will keep you happy and will stay with you, and will be responsible for you and if you know that person will take care of you…then why not? Raj and I talked about it a lot…we made sure that we knew what we were getting into. First we had to state the facts. 1st was that i was from a different caste than him…2nd he’s older than me, but slowly..those things started to fade away and all we could think about was that…we love each other for gods sake. Who cares where your from…or what caste you’re from??? All these things….weren’t decided by god…these rules and these castes were all made up because of a single stupid human being. Why should we follow someone else’s rules?? Isn’t life about finding your way….to learn how to walk on your own? Age and caste are the last things that i would ever think about, especailly since i found my true love. IF i knew that we werent gona last for even a few minutes….i would never had said yes. Anywho today we’re here as true lovers and we support any true love couple out there. No matter how hard it gets, God will always open up another door for you. Happy New Year baby…missin u tons hope to talk to you soon..i love you. And Happy New Year to everybody out there who reads my stupid boring blogs lol..My husband and I wish you all a great year, make mistakes but not the ones that you’ll regret but the ones that you will learn from & become a better person. Happy New Year, i love you raj….wish you were here…love u.

(Screen) Name: monaxoxo831

In our religion, it’s an omen to sneeze before you start a new task. It doesn’t matter if the task is small or big. When i started to type my first entry, my husband sneezed. lol =] It’s also forbidden to have a girlfriend or a boyfriend. Our parents choose the person who we will spend the rest of our lives with…these are the rules that i have to live with. I truly love my religion and so does gurwinder(my husband). It teaches us many important values that we use in our daily lives. Our religion teaches us many things including that we should respect elders, believe in one god, and never hurt anyone. Today i am 14 years old and my husband is 19. Shocking? yea…if i was in your place i would be shocked too. In fact we live in the USA, and i wasn’t forced to be married at such a young age; this is what i chose…this is what i wanted. On August 11th,2009 gurwinder put sindoor(vermilion) on my forehead. This is supposed to be done on the day of our marriage, in my religion. It’s a very important ritual. When he did that, i was considered and still am considered his wife and forever will be. We made this choice after 2 years of getting to know each other. Gurwinder asked me for my e-mail address on July 4th, 2007…2 years ago and that’s how everything began (click on The Begginning… to get the details of our begining). No one in my life knows that we really are husband and wife except for my younger sister, Ravneet(shes 11 today), who will play a very important role in our life. Every morning gurwinder picks me up and drops me at school. This way we get to meet for about 40 minutes everyday in the morning. My parents think that i take the bus everyday, but i don’t. I only take the bus sometimes; most of the days i go with gurwinder. We have to meet secretly everyday of our lives. I used to love summer until i started to date gurwinder. I hate summer now because, i never get to meet gurwinder in summer. It’s way too hard to get out of the house and meet him without letting anybody notice…it gets way too risky. Once Gurwinder gets a degree in Comptuer Science and Accounting, he will come to my house and ask for my hand from my parents. Most likely, we are going to have to run away…but let’s hope for the best. If i ever get caught with gurwinder or if my parents find out that i have a boyfriend (for us we are husband and wife..but u get the picture) i will be sent to india forever. And i know for sure that i will end up doing something stupid if i can’t hear his voice or meet him….who am i kidding, i would die….

(Screen) Name: monaxoxo831

You wouldn’t think that a 12 year old and a 17 year old would fall in love huh? It was a hot summer day….no it was 4th of July. I was getting ready to go to my temple (gurdwara), i quickly combed my hair and put on my white suit and we headed towards the gurdwara. I sat in the Langar Hall (place in the temple where food is served) with my friend. I saw him coming towards me and then he asked me for my e-mail adress and I gave it to him…I had known this guy from a long time ago…i used to live in the same neighborhood as him. I was very young when we used to play outside together along with many other kids. I was 8 years old when i first had a crush on him but then i had to move to another part of the suburbs in 4th grade. My heart was broken when my family and I moved away from him. But i met him again on 4th of July. As soon as i got home on that day, i checked my e-mail and we started to talk online.Then all of the sudden he asked me out….and i said yes instantly. That was my most amazing day ever. I was 12 and he was 17…he thought i was older because i looked older to him. When we started to talk on the phone, he asked me many questions and after 2 years of our relationship, we kissed.Pretty late huh? Well during those two years we went through a lot…we had our ups and downs but in the end…we were always together. Today i am 14 years old and my name is Manpreet. That boy’s name is Raj, he is 19 today. In our religion, when you put vermillon (sindoor) on a girl’s forehead, she’s considered your wife and from that day and on…you are considered to be married. On August 11th, 2009 he put vermillon on my forehead…and we were married. We knew so much about each other…In those two years we got to know each other so well that we trusted and still so trust each other more than anybody in the world. In our culture, everybody believes in castes even though our god said that there shouldn’t be any castes. I’m from a low caste and Raj is from a higher caste…there’s a 5 years of difference between us and yet we still are together today. It’s hard to believe isn’t it? It’s your choice to believe if this story is true or not…we have a site that we made please visit www.2heartz1soul.webs.com to know more about our love and why we are made for each other. Love…you can’t define it..you have to fall in love to know what it is 🙂
-MKB & GSB

(Screen) Name: mona831raj

I met this guy two weeks ago and I can’t really tell that,is already a love story because until now we don’t have a middle and ending. He is my chat mate up to now we always talk and see each other using web cam. I was feeling alone and a prisoner of my promise to my ex boyfriend that I will never leave him even though I don’t love him when I first talked to David (not his real name). David made me cry the first time we talked when I open everything to him and told me I should leave my ex if really don’t love my ex so I can be happy. Because of that i left my ex and I give all my time to him. My ex couldn’t accept it up to now but I don’t care I already found the guy who made me feel complete. He was divorced six months ago and he can’t trust anyone after what happened to his past relationship. Everyday we always see to it that we talked and see each other before letting another day past. Oftentimes I felt like I’m the one who was courting him. On that short period of time I fell in love with him and that was the first time I admitted to myself that I am in love and ready to take risk just to be with him. He also said he feels the same way too but I know for myself that I love him more than he loves me “that if he really loves me”. David was the opposite of the guy that I wanted because he is working in a military, we have different nationality, he has a light skin which I really hate because i also have it, he is very good looking that can make me feel insecure and unsecured if ever, I cant even touch him because his the other side og the globe but still I know I want to be with him no matter what. I never thought that I’m beautiful because of what my family said about me that I’m not that pretty compare to them. But when he came to my world things had changed i gained confidence and changed my image. I am not ashame to say that I’m beautiful because he keeps telling me that I’m beautiful if I said no I’m not he will surely get mad. I woke up every morning wishing he has a message for me and I always have. Everything goes smoothly and loving him more deeply each passing days. He use to be my listener and most of the time he can read my mind he knows what I’m thinking and he can make things bright and light for me. We are sharing our pictures, sweet thoughts and bad experiences we had. I’m on his world and his with mine also even he is at the other side of the globe. But now we have a problem his ex wife wants to see and talk to him and asking to give her another chance. I’m here I can’t see what is happening at the other side of the globe. He doesn’t want to see her not because he doesn’t want to be with her but he is afraid what might happen. When I knew it my brain stopped functioning, my heart was aching, my body was frozen, my hand can’t press any letter in my keyboard and that was the first time i felt that way what people called “jealous” and so worried to lose him. This is the beginning of our story we haven’t talk I just left a message informing him how I feel about it and why I want him to see his ex. I know from the bottom of my heart that I really love him and willing to accept everything just to make sure he will be happy. And I’m not going to let my self incomplete without holding him and telling him how much I love him while I’m in front of him staring to his perfect features. Now I know that nothing is impossible. No need for you to hold someone before you can say you love him. That’s why there were a lot of literally blind people out there felt in love without seeing the person they love. Knowing that he is always here I know I will always have the reason to wake up with smile on my face while facing the challenging world with enough strength coming from him.

(Screen) Name: senorita

I was divorced for about a year and I was not having much luck getting back on track. I was feeling like I was never going to get over my exwife. I had been married for 17 years and oneday my exwife just came home and said that she was not in love with me anymore. I was crushed,she was my world and I could not imagine loving another women. I had always wanted to go to Las Vagas. I did not really have any friends that could go with me so I booked a trip and went to Las vagas for 5 days. The first day I spent the whole time gambling in my Hotel. The second day I decided to explore the strip so I walked almost the whole strip. It was raining and almost snowing so it was not a great day to be out. I decided to take the bus (Duce) back to my Hotel and do some more gambling. I looked for a bus stop and a bus was just pulling up. It was packed and there was not enough room for me so I waited for the next bus. Thank GOD!!! The next bus came in a few minutes and i got on and it was also packed. we stopped at the next stop along the way and people got off the bus and people got on. As the people were getting on I noticed this good looking woman getting on the bus with her mom. The bus was packed and she was in the standing room only. The next stop people got on and off and the people next to me got off and the women with her mom i noticed sat down next to me. I looked at her out of the corner of my eye and she was amazing looking. she was mid 30s dark hair slim very distinctive features of a South American women. She looked at me and asked me directions for the show her and her mom were going to see. I did not have a answer for her but I helped her look on her map and I helped her figure it out. From the moment I saw her come on the bus I could feel a attraction from her. her stop was the next stop and I only had about 20 seconds to say something to her and ask her out. I looked at her and said do You want to go to a show with me tomorrow? she said sure. OH MY GOD!!! I was flying. Then she said but…. OH NO!!! She said I am with my mom. I looked past her and looked at her mom and her mom did not speak a word of english. I said oh thats OK she can come with us. The bus stopped and she was getting off the bus. All the people within 5 feet of us were listening to us. the pressure was on and she did not speak english all that well either. I was thinking quickly and i said I will pick you up at your hotel where is it, She named off her hotel and I said I will meet you in the lobby at 6pm ok. She said ok and she got off the bus in a hurry, i did not have her name or Phone number all I had was a hotel. So the first thing i did when I got back to my hotel, the Stratosphere was look up her Hotel. I did not find it anywhere it did not exist. I looked and looked and asked people and now one had heard of it. I did not give up though. I looked in the phone book and found the words of the Hotel she gave me but it was condos not a hotel and it was about 10 miles off the strip. I thought is was a lost cause but I did not have much to do and I really wanted to see her again. So the next day i took the bus to find the hotel/condo. it took me 2 hours and 4 transfers to get there but I found the name of the place she gave me. i found a front lobby where i told her I would meet her and i really hoped this was the place but I was not sure. It was about 12 noon so I went back to my Hotel and gambled for awhile. I went back to my room about 4 and took a shower and got all ready. I took a cab to the Hotel that she said she was at. i went to the lobby and prayed I was in the right spot. There were about 10 different buildings and maybe several offices. I sat there for about 15 minutes and right at 6 i looked up and there she was with her mom. The relief I felt was incredible. She got a smile on her face and I am sure I did also and I walk over to her and said Hi I found you. We got a cab and went to my Hotel because that is where the show was. We had a great time and spent the evening together. I sent her and her mom home in a taxi and got her room number and her name and her phone number this time. We spent the remainder of our time together in Las vagas. The next night we went dancing together and i got my first kiss that night. I wanted to take her back to my room alone so bad but she did not think that was a good idea. She is from Ecuador and casual sex is not a word in that country. I think it made me want her more. We spent 4 amazing days together kissing and hugging and seeing many sites together, At the end of our trip she was going to LA to spend the rest of her vacation thru x-mas at Disneyland and California. I could not get her off my mind from that day on. I sent a xmas gift to her Hotel room in LA . A diamond necklace and a digital picture frame to her mom. When she went back to Ecuador we spent every evening talking on the internet and cam. everyday we grew closer to each other and in march we decided that we wanted to take the net step. she is 39 years old and has NEVER been in love before. I found myself writing her poems and telling her my deepest feelings. She told me she had never felt the way she feels for me before. She visited me in the summer for 3 weeks and we had a wonderful time together. We filed for a fiancee visa so she could come here and I could marry her after 90 days if we wanted to. I went to Ecuador for 2 weeks and met her family and they are amazing people. it made me feel like i am part of a family again. it is Nov 23rd 2009 and she is going to be here for good on Dec. 12th 2009 one year after we met a year ago. We are so in love and i can’t wait to marry her. She is a wonderful person. she just graduated with her master degree in June. she is giving up alot to come here. She is giving up her job at Avon. she was a marketing director for Ecuador. She is leaving her family and they are a very close family. We will be married on Dec. 18th 2009 and we will have our wedding in Feb.2010 so her family can come here and we will have plenty of time to plan. I am the happiest man alive right now. I have found a wonderful women and i was not really looking. I never thought that I would fall in Love again but i did. I think to myself of all the things that had to happen for me to meet her that day. i really did get Lucky in Las Vagas. Thank You

(Screen) Name: zentzman