Compassion in action, every single day.

"Love is the only thing that keeps the universe running."

May it be the love for God, nature or fellow humans, LOVE is a magical word that makes happen anything. History has taught us to conquer hearts instead of kingdoms and territories. As the saying goes "There is no remedy for Love but to Love more." I and Usha thank SAMARTANAM, an orphanage for binding us together. We both were active volunteers of SAMARTANAM before we met each other. It was destined for us to meet through a common friend named Sona, a visually challenged inmate of SAMARTANAM.

Sona reached to us individually for raising funds for SAMARTANAM and individually we became intimate to Sona and became good friends. It was on weekends that Usha took Sona to her home, washed her clothes, ironed them and made Sona ready for her weekdays. On the other hand I was astonished to hear all about Usha's good Samaritan spirit. The more I heard about Usha, the more I was triggered with curiosity to meet her — and Sona arranged for the meeting. It was on the halcyon day January 7, 2008 that I met Usha and became friends with her. Usha was introduced to my friends and most of our weekends were spent together in SAMARTANAM. Those were the days which are still cherished by me, as I knew then that I was gradually falling in love with Usha.

Keenly waiting for an auspicious day to express my love, I was also scared of losing her friendship. Inevitable thoughts crept in me — what if Usha doesn't have such intentions? What if she mistakes? But one fine day she asked me out to discuss an important matter over coffee. I was under the impression that Usha would definitely propose to me, and on that pretext I went carrying a bouquet full of red roses, waiting anxiously in Koramangala Coffee Day. There she came with a visage fully loaded with smile and charisma, and devoured my heart like an angel. Without much adieu she came out with her proposal — for me to marry a visually challenged girl from SAMARTANAM, and proclaimed that she too would marry a visually challenged or differently abled person.

Taken aback by her straightforward nature and empathy, I came to my senses and realised my spirits were going down — but not my respect for her, which was creeping high. She felt divine. Taking my chance, I instantly proposed. She did not react, but silently sipped her coffee. I know the coffee was more impressive than my heinous proposal. After finishing it she gently denied my proposal and politely explained she did not have such feelings for me. Nevertheless, I was a good human being for her and she respected me. I took another chance and tried to prove my goodness, saying I was a good human being with a fair bit of love for her. She left without waving goodbye. An ace attempt had been turned down. I didn't want to lose her friendship though.

The next meeting of ours with Sona was fruitful — I was able to convince Usha of being a good friend and apologised for my behaviour. It was happy to see her convinced and gaining back to normalcy. Now again my loving heart subdued my thoughts. I was overpowered by the sublime thought of love. Friends who stand beside in fun and frolic also shouldered at times of adversity. Their terrific suggestions and sloppy advices sometimes helped to generate self-motivation, and sometimes gave an awful yet useful courage to move forward. I moved forward with the thought of winning her heart. I made sure I met Usha in every possible way. I tried winning her heart little by little.

The beautiful butterflies of love fluttering in my heart were also felt fluttering in her heart after nearly 8 months of toil and struggle. These 8 precious months tutored me that true love and hard work never fail. It yielded. It reciprocated. She responded — and she accepted me and my love. A sense of triumph and a deep sense of satisfaction and fulfilment occupied my life. I am made complete by her. We are happily married now and are bestowed with two blessed kids.

After all, it was a triumph of love — sincere and unconditional. Throughout the journey our combined love loves to love, and our love has extended and widespread to those who are left behind loveless.

"A loving heart is the truest wisdom."

We are travelling in the process of attaining true wisdom — and we are here with loving hearts.