It was the end of a semester when the two of us became friends. October of 2012. I was 20 and he 21. And what great friends we became, until friends wasn't all Sahil wanted. "Can we just kiss?" He asked me one day, to which I laughed and promptly responded with a "No!" And that is what he kept getting even with all of his charming smiles and sneaky attempts at winning me over. Until the end of April... when moving forward became quite natural. It just made sense really. However, it took a couple tries to get there. After dating a couple weeks at the close of Sahil's senior year at Liberty University, summer hit and so did uncertainty. With him living in Maryland and myself in Tennessee, long distance proved to be tough. I called it off on July 2nd and pushed him out over the months to follow. It was heartbreaking but needed. Much needed to grow. And anyone who knows Sahil can surely attest to what happened next and after that and after that. He just doesn't give up. So in October of 2013, round two happened. I was still at Liberty with a semester to go residentially before moving home to Tennessee. I can still remember it... I knew what was coming--Alumni Weekend. I thought, if there was any time this boy would make an appearance, it would be then. As I got ready Friday morning to head off to Convocation, Liberty's chapel service, I prayed to God that it would not be today. "Please don't let him come today." But God and Sahil thought otherwise. In a dome called the Vines Center where thousands and thousands of students congregated and existed in masses, he almost gave up...almost. THEN, he found me. With some protest and stubbornness, we started dating again two months later for the second time.

This time was the most challenging season of our relationship. Though we dated from December of 2013 to September of 2015, we weren't free from glitches along the way. We came to a point of suffocation. Our relationship wasn't receiving the nutrients it needed to keep on. For a second time, I broke up with him--September 1st. And we did not speak for six months, though he desperately tried to reach out and I desperately tried to forget him. In the technological age that we live in, Sahil knew all the tricks, from emails, to Facebook, to texting. And the conversation picked back up. The drought season had passed. Though we talked frequently, I was very clear that this was going nowhere romantically. I had moved to Florida for Grad School in August and was certain, even though I still loved him, that we were never getting back together. But I suppose I forgot a small part of who Sahil was--a fighter. From the middle of February 2016 to October, he fought. This is where the "third time's the charm" sets in because that month we started our long distance dating for the third and final time. By March, I became a little bit of a nuisance, constantly asking him when he would propose. :) On March 14, 2017, at Little Corona del Mar Beach in Southern California he popped the question. One he had been wanting to ask probably since 2013. And of course, I said....YES. Now here we are engaged and excited for our very special day--another one to add to our list of dates. This coming June 2, 2018, we want to invite you to share with us in the journey that will make me a Panchigar and make him the happiest guy in the world. ;) See you there! Kimberly