My husband came home at 10 pm with our 73‑year‑old landlady. For context, this is not normal. She had texted him for help while buying an air‑conditioner on EMI and needed someone to check the contract. They don't share a common language, so they only manage a few sentences through a translation app now and then.
He left work at 5, walked two buildings over to her place, taught her how to use the app, then went over the contract and pointed out that they were charging an extra installation fee that should be free. They both went back to the mall, he argued with the sales executive until the unnecessary charges were removed, explained everything again, and finally completed the purchase.
They returned home together, giggling like teenagers. She dropped off some homemade snacks, they gave each other a warm hug, and she said, "I married a kind man." He just shrugged and said, "Oh yeah, that happened, moving on...".
But who does that?!
I used to say I'd never marry – I was one of those people. When I dated and later married my husband, friends were confused. He's a researcher, his people‑skills are terrible, his two best friends are childhood buddies, and he only hangs out with them. He has nerdy hobbies.
Yet he is honest, loyal, kind – the kindest person I know, witty as hell – can make me laugh till my stomach hurts, very observant and has an elephant‑like memory of everything I've ever said or done.
These qualities don't show up at first glance. I spend all my time with him and I know how amazing he is – the very best. So when friends ask why I chose him, I just smile and say he's the best, because I can't put it into words out loud. I feel comfortable pouring it all here.
I married the best one out there.
Kindness is one of the most attractive traits a man can possess. ♥
Arranged marriage or love marriage? I'm asking because I'm scared of arranged marriages after all the news I see.
Wow, OP, I'm so happy for you both. I also keep saying I don't want to marry, because I'm scared, but this post is making me rethink that decision.
Congratulations, sister. Wishing you both a very happy married life.
Thanks. Looks like there's not much hope left.
When I first read it I thought it was a rant and that you were jealous of the landlady. I really need to get some fresh air.
Bhagwaan ji, please send me a husband like mine soon! Happy for you, OP♥
Edit: Bhagwaan ji, don't send me a flood of DMs all at once, yaar.
My husband once cared for a neighbour aunt with severe burn injuries. He's a doctor, so he spent 2‑3 hrs a day treating the wound for about 3‑4 months. She'd just recovered from a serious illness and was terrified of going to the hospital, so he became her nurse. I was well into my pregnancy then, and seeing him handle it so calmly made me love him even more – he treats it as completely normal and never even mentions it.
I can totally relate to not wanting to get married. I never saw myself as wife material and I didn't want to give up my independence. Now he's my biggest cheerleader! We decided to tie the knot while on a student exchange programme travelling across Europe. He would get up early to bathe and make an omelette – the only thing he can cook – every chilly morning so I could sleep an extra 15 minutes.
He's fearless and says what he thinks without beating around the bush, which is a blessing because I was always raised to be the "good obedient child". He stood up for me and gave his uncle a piece of his mind when the uncle asked why I didn't take his last name after marriage!
He has a terrible memory but somehow remembers my favourite ice‑cream shop and the exact subway order! We've been together for 10 years and a little one is on the way. He's a huge nerd and has already read five pregnancy and baby books, highlighting the important bits so he can be prepared for every step.
So refreshing to see a positive story amidst all the toxic ones. Thanks, OP, for giving us hope.