Celebrating 15 Years of Marriage and a Lifetime of Lessons
Last month, I turned 44.
Today, I’m celebrating my 15th wedding anniversary.
Fifteen years married—wow.
It still feels surreal that we’ve been together this long and yet, somehow, it still feels new.
Our love story isn’t your typical fairytale. It’s full of twists, heartbreak, and serendipity—and it started in a way no one would have predicted.
Growing Up in a Sheltered Home
I grew up in a very traditional, sheltered household where talking to boys was a complete no-no.
An all-girls school, strict parents, and zero exposure to dating meant I had no idea what relationships even looked like.
So when I got my first desktop computer (yes, I’m older than the internet!) and discovered Yahoo Messenger… let’s just say I went a little wild.
Suddenly, I had attention—from people who loved the way I talked, not the way I looked. For a girl who grew up feeling invisible, that attention was addictive.
But in my house, dating was forbidden. Meeting anyone in person was out of the question. I waited until university to truly explore the dating world.
The Wild Dating Years
Once I started dating, I really started dating.
Let’s just say I stopped counting after 50 first dates… in one year.
Over the next decade, I met every kind of man imaginable—corporate guys, creatives, rich property developers, and even a few heartbreakers. Each one taught me something about love, boundaries, and self-worth.
Some dates were hilarious, some were disastrous, and a few were genuinely heartbreaking.
But through it all, I held on to one belief: that my Mr. Right was out there.
The Ones That Shaped Me
There were six men I’d actually call “relationships.”
Each one played a role in shaping the woman I became.
- The Online Connection: He was my first “real” love, even if we never met in person. Losing him remains one of my biggest regrets.
- The Long-Distance Love: A Yahoo Messenger romance turned real when I flew to the U.S. to meet him. He vanished suddenly, leaving a hole that took years to heal.
- The Charmer: Handsome, generous—and deeply toxic. He manipulated me until I lost myself. Walking away was my rock-bottom and my rebirth.
- The Freebie Guy: Lovely but stingy. Every date was a “buy one, get one free.” I realized I deserved someone who valued me more than a coupon deal.
- The Silent One: A sweet computer tech guy who barely spoke. Our last date was two hours of silence. I ended it right there.
Each heartbreak brought me closer to clarity. I knew what I would compromise on—and what I never would again.
The Flight That Changed Everything
My love story truly began on a flight to India.
I was heading to a family wedding with my parents, and by accident, the airline seated me two rows away from them.
Next to me sat a charming young Indian guy. We chatted the whole flight, exchanged numbers, and promised to meet up back in the UK.
But life had other plans. When we returned, the “plane guy” ghosted both me and his flatmate. Gone. No explanation.
His flatmate reached out to check if I’d heard anything—and that’s how I met Nitin.
At first, I wasn’t interested. He was outgoing, loved to party, and didn’t seem like “my type.” But as Valentine’s Day approached, I gave in and agreed to one date.
An hour into that date, I knew.
This was my person.
And eight months later, I married him.
15 Years Later: Still Us
Fifteen years, countless memories, and one incredible journey later—Nitin is still my soulmate.
He’s the reason I’m the confident woman I am today—the girl who bought a property at auction, went on TV, wrote a book, launched a blog, and recently appeared on a podcast streaming on over 20 platforms.
We’ve faced every high and low together.
And through it all, we’ve held strong.
Here’s to love that lasts.
To the man who still makes me laugh.
And to a story that started online—but was always written in the stars.
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