My Love Story
Our love story began like so many others, but with a deep and undeniable difference. Sajina Yasmin—her name alone is enough to bring a smile to my face, a reminder of the beautiful soul who stood beside me through every challenge. She comes from a family that is considered to belong to an upper caste in our society, and because of that, our love was never meant to be easy.
We grew up in a world where caste and societal expectations cast shadows over what should have been a simple truth: that love, in its purest form, should have no boundaries. But that wasn’t the reality we lived in. Her family, as esteemed as they were in their social circle, never expected her to fall in love with someone like me, someone from a different background, a different caste.
At first, when we realized the love we shared was stronger than anything we could control, the road ahead seemed impossible. We had to navigate through not only our own desires but also the heavy weight of family expectations, social norms, and the harsh judgment of society. Our families—both mine and hers—struggled to understand our bond.
But love is resilient. Despite the pressure, we remained committed to each other. We fought for our love with every ounce of strength we had, having deep conversations with our families, explaining, educating, and slowly breaking down the walls of prejudice that held them back. It wasn’t easy. There were moments of doubt, moments when I wondered if we’d ever be accepted, moments when Sajina and I questioned whether it was worth the fight. But we knew deep down that what we had was rare and worth protecting.
And so, against all odds, we made it through. We gained the acceptance of our families, not without struggle, but through patience, perseverance, and the unwavering strength of our love. Finally, we were married. But even in that moment of joy, there was a sadness—a reality that stung. We couldn’t ignore the fact that society still clung to old beliefs, still placed value on caste over the purity of human connection. Our love, though accepted by our families, was still seen as an anomaly by the world around us.
But Sajina and I never gave up. We knew that love could transcend these societal constructs. We became a testament to the idea that true love is blind to caste, race, or any of the barriers society tries to put up. While the world around us may still hold onto old beliefs, we have proven, time and time again, that love doesn’t conform to tradition—it creates its own path.
Today, as I look at her—my partner, my love, my Sajina Yasmin—I am reminded of how far we’ve come. I am grateful for every struggle, every tear, and every victory because they brought us closer. We are stronger now, not just as individuals, but as a couple who defied the odds. And together, we continue to challenge the norms, not just in our society, but in our hearts, where love reigns above all.
