“How is it, Isa, that we found each other?
“Allah was kind”
“But was it Allah, or simple luck?”
He twirled the rose as he thought, inhaling its sweetness. “It was more than luck,” he answered. “Luck might aid one in a game of chance, but something much more…infinitely more unfaltering brought us together.”
“Truth, I think.”
“Aren’t we true to ourselves, true to each other, when we’re together?
~Beneath A Marble Sky
This is one of my most beloved novels because, in a world where we seem to have given up on the idea of settling and love, this novel illustrates the possibility of eternal love. The Taj Mahal, Emperor Shah Jahan’s tribute to his wife, stands as one of the most beautiful and romantic piece of architecture in the entire world. Made entirely of ivory white marble, it stands glistening 240 feet above the ground. Some see it as a tourist trap, others as the world’s most iconic symbol of love. This novel tells a story of what love really looks like. Because it is not all flowers and chocolates. It’s not always easy either. Because some of the greatest things in life, never come easy.
I am a person that values honesty and the truth more than anything else in life. I grew up hearing,
“Trust takes forever to build, but seconds to break. Always be truthful and honest in everything you do. Because truth always prevails.”
And I knew that someday if I ever found myself in love, the foundation of that relationship would be built on only the truth and honesty. My life had no room for lies or deception. And when I fell in love, I knew that I the reason I loved him so much, was because he gave me something very few people in my life had: Honesty. But when he broke my heart, I felt cheated, because he took the thing I loved most about him, and ran away with it, without ever looking back.
Sometimes the truth can be scary, and difficult to process. But no matter how difficult, scary or intimidating the truth may be, it is the only thing that should ever matter to us. Even lies that are meant to protect someone are just as painful as the truth can be, in such situations.
Lately, I have found myself wondering what the true nature of love is. And if everything in this world is subjected to change, then can such a permanent concept such as love, exist? With divorce rates on the rise, I find myself fearing that one day, I will wake up and realize that I no longer am in love with the person I promised to love “till death do us part.”
If someone were to ask me what love meant. I’d answer with trust and honesty. I can’t love someone who has lied to me or chooses to hide things from me. Nor can I love someone who doesn’t trust me enough to know what’s best for me. There have been so many relationships in my life where others are always deciding what’s best for me, without ever asking me what it is that I want… What I need. I don’t need anyone to complete me, but I want someone who accepts me completely
It sounds so simple and easy, finding a love that has been built on a foundation of trust and honesty, with everything that I want in a guy. But in reality that is far from the truth. Because my expectations are high.
I want to be the very best thing that has happened to him.
I want to the reason why he starts believing again, first in himself and in all his potential. And then in love and all its greatness.
I want to be the most beautiful to him. I want to be his definition of perfection. I want to be his world, knowing that he’ll do whatever it takes to keep me.
I want to be the person who makes him smile again. The person who makes him feel loved again, taking away the pain he’s endured by himself for so long.
I want to be the person who makes him want to settle down. The person he shares a passionate, exciting and honest love with.
I want to be the one who brings out the best in him and to create a happy ending of our own.
These are all the things I want, for him, for me and for us.
And so I’ll choose him, and I’ll keep choosing him, over and over. Without a pause, without a doubt, in a heartbeat. I will always choose him.