the longer we r together...more the reasons to love

Its been a journey of all sorts...A six year long journey....has it been that long!..doesn't feel so...as i write, in my head i can see lots of mini events marking each year...i am sure there are many more but in my sieve like memory some have permanently lodged themselves.
I met V 14 yrs ago, a painfully shy, seriously malnourished, gawky teenager( i am making myself sound like a 100 yrs old)...let me introduce myself of then too..annoyingly loud, trying hard to be cool ( to me i already was the epitome of "i dont care"), slightly plump( sigh)...

In my wildest dreams i would not have anything to do with a gujju from suburbs...how could i even be friends with someone who drops their 'h's or belongs to the community of grammatical mistakes.
But fate is often waiting to kick your backside for holding prejudices...and it did just so..
As i got to know V better i considered him an exception in my 'pre-conceived opinion about gujjus' check list..He spoke good english and that was enough to please memsahib (me) and so we became friends....
Then the usual 'dosti kab pyaar me badal gaayi pata hi nahin chala' thing happened.........Soon the inevitable moment came proposal time..and when i didnt see that coming easily from that end i had to corner the guy and say it... anyways coming back to the point...

Not only did i marry the gujju from suburbs...but also get my written work proof read by him and listen to snide remarks about my south indian accent (ha..ha)...I have eaten all my words and the lists..........
Thanks V for silently taking on this snobby bull by its tail and teaching it a thing or two....( i am sure i shall receive the standard lecture about punctuation marks and sentence construction)