None of you know me quite well, but if you did, you’d know that approximately a year ago I was not a huge believer in the L-word. I just couldn’t see it as a realistic thing, I couldn’t believe that people could just fall in love and trust each other blindly. I don’t know why I always pictured it as a movie thing, to me, it was completely unattainable. Don’t ask why, it’s just something that was triggered in my brain; love= non existent. I know it’s pretty dramatic, but mind you I’ve never been in a relationship before I turned 18. So, being the curious cat I am, I had a lot of fedoul about other people’s love stories, and how they met.
52 years ago, my grandpa was looking across the street from his window, just minding his own business until he saw the love of his life walking right past him, and so he was instantly hooked, he had to meet her and he told himself that one day he was going to marry her. After a couple of weeks getting to know her, he went and asked her father for her hand in marriage. My great grandpa thought that he was going to ask for his other daughter’s hand, and she was like: “ana msh 3awza atgawez wahed abyad awi keda.”, and my grandma was like “bitch, he’s mine!”. Now my grandparents have weird traditions; like they both call each other Touty, and Touty (my grandma) calls mother’s day family’s day, so Touty (my grandpa) doesn’t feel left out, both Touties celebrate their birthday together since it’s on the same day, whenever they fight they never call each other by their real names they always shout “Ya Touty maynfa3sh keda!”, “Bas ba2a ya Touty”. It’s so cute.
It was an instant spark, they both felt a connection from the very beginning, “I knew that she was the person I wanted to spend the rest of my life with” he told me. They met during an interview, they talked for a while and they both felt as if they’ve known each other for a while. He was sort of in a maybe-relationship, but it didn’t feel right, it wasn’t what he wanted and didn’t feel that connection. But with her it was easier and things fell into place without them trying. I asked them if they ever fought before, “of course” he responded, “we’ve been dating for 3 years now, I’d be lying if I told you that we never argue or fight occasionally, however we always manage to pickup the broken pieces.”
Before listening to this story I was warned that it was straight out of a romcom, which is hella true, it’s over-the-top kind of cute. Okay, so our girl here was having a school event thing-y (let the record show that she would’ve rather drowned in her room than go to that event) and all her friends begged her to come out, so she did. She didn’t bother to do anything with her hair, she didn’t get dressed up like the others, she was a general ‘fuck it’ mood. After a raging fight with her best friend she vowed to enter the bathroom and not come out until it was over, that was until her other friend told her that she should make the best out of the last 30 mins of the whole event, and so she did. She started dancing along with her crew and guess who was there? None other than the guy who she’d fall in love with after a year. A week or so later, one thing led to another and they started talking nonstop, now after 3 years of dating, it’s safe to say that they’ve got each other for good.
This is your not-so-average high school romance. They met on the bus, but it wasn’t that easy, he was always quiet and kept to himself, even when everyone was talking or playing weird games to pass the time, he still kept to himself. “Kan rekhem,” she spilled the tea, but apparently that got her more intrigued, she felt compelled to get to know him, if only he wasn’t playing so hard to get. After a while, he finally gave in, and that’s after a lot of persistence, and one of her friends told him she liked him. They’ve been going steady for 2 and a half years and are the ultimate foodie couple.
This one’s pretty close to home, I’ve kind of been trying to avoid it because I don’t know from where to start, like we met in class in 4th grade, we hated each other’s guts, literally, it wasn’t until 6th grade when we started being friendly-ish, he was into my friend at that time and I was trying to set them up (epic fail btw). From then on we started having each other’s backs, we saw each other daily, we rode the same bus, we lived so close to each other. We have this rule; it’s called ‘pause’ which means that if there’s something funny or serious we have to pause the fight, which is pretty much needed at times. Years went by and we started getting close, like super close, like closer than you could ever imagine close – then after 8 years of fights, laughs, breakdowns and not imperfect timing, he finally had the balls to ask me out on a date. Well, the rest is history, we’ve been together for almost a year now and I know he’s a keeper.
This is another cutesy old story, it’s about my best friend’s parents. They’ve known each other for 27 years, and have been together for 24, they were just normal friends, they were together in college and everything was okay, that was until one of his friends wanted to get to know her so they can go out, and at that moment he realized that he had a thing for her. So, he told her he liked her and got on one knee, they got engaged and things seemed to be too good to be true, as they were. He started to get cold feet and called it quits, nothing left to say, just a promise that he was going to marry her one day. Fast forward a year, she was going to get engaged to a guy who she barely knew, and that wasn’t going to happen apparently, not on his watch. So, he went there and begged her to take him back, and here they are celebrating their 22nd anniversary.
You better get your tissues, cause this is a sad one. My best friend met the love of her life 2 and a half years ago, they went to the same school but they were never friends, they did have a common friend though and she got them together. It wasn’t your typical love story; they said I love you after 2 weeks of knowing each other, they rushed it because they felt that they’d known each other their whole lives. After almost 2 years of being together he passed away, he still has a place in her heart, for after all they were always together (fel rayha w el gaya), she keeps trying to live by all the kind things he used to do, if you’d ask anyone about him they’d have nothing but good words. He was truly a beautiful human, and she will forever carry all the memories they shared in her heart.
This is sort of a love story inside a love story, crazy, I know, but hear me out; they met at her cousin’s engagement party, she was getting engaged to his brother. She thought he was kinda cute, but she had no idea who he was, so she got talking to him and she knew that he was the one. She also knew that he still didn’t know that yet, but she had that gut feeling that he would. After a lot of on again of again get-togethers, something really bad had happened, he lost his mom, and little by little he started to lose contact with himself as well. He went off to Germany for a semester and things didn’t go so well for them, they rarely talked, he was turning into something he wasn’t and it was weird. However, she waited for him till he came back and confronted him about his behavior. Eventually, things did work out and they’ve been together for over 4 years: “we’re sort of like, the same person,” she told me, “what hurts him, hurts me.” I asked her if they ever get jealous, she told me that it was simply out of their dictionary, that they trust each other more than anyone else.
So, apparently crossfit love stories are a thing, and I’m just giving you a heads up, if not to get the body you want, then for the hopes of meeting your soulmate. These two met during a workout, and coincidentally enough, they had a lot of common friends on Facebook. One thing lead to another and well, they got to talking. Ever since then, they felt as if they found their missing puzzle piece. Now, living a happily ever after with their firstborn, they do have a lot on their plate, “yes there are a lot of struggles, but the key to a successful marriage (relationship); is understanding and compromise.”