An Inspirational Story Of Love

An Inspirational Story Of Love

In a world full of people running after temporary pleasures, create yourself an everlasting love story like that of Jose and Anna.

Despite his age of 79, Jose was possessed of the spirit, curiosity, sense of humor, and playfulness of a child. That would be enough to make anyone attractive. But there was something even more compelling about Jose that was less obvious until you got to know him a little better. Jose is a profoundly caring man. Although he has not had what most of us would consider to be an easy life, he has managed to live with an open heart and a profound commitment to giving to others.

Perhaps the greatest beneficiary of Jose’s generosity of spirit has been his wife Anna to whom he was married for 38 years. Anna passed away in 2009 after suffering for eleven years with Alzheimer’s disease. From the moment that her disease was diagnosed, Jose became her exclusive and then primary caregiver until her death.

“I knew even before the diagnosis was official that Anna had a physiological problem and I made a decision that I was going to dedicate my life to doing whatever I could to ease her physical and mental suffering. I first noticed that she was misplacing little things that she had been able to keep track of before. Anna was a schoolteacher for pre-kindergarten in a Catholic school in Florida. I wasn’t the only one who was noticing that Anna was becoming more forgetful, distracted, and absent-minded; the staff and administration noticed this too.”

“It got to the point where they couldn’t renew her contract because of what had become a serious disability that was preventing her from adequately fulfilling her responsibility to her students, whom she dearly loved. She was heart-broken to have to take early retirement.”

Left without an important source of family income, Jose and Anna were now also be left without the insurance that her job had provided for her, Jose, and their two daughters. Jose had been very active in supporting the church that he and his family attended. When he spoke about the family’s situation with their priest, he helped them secure health insurance. During this time Jose’s primary concern was on supporting Anna, who had still not been informed about her diagnosis and prognosis for the future.

“I knew that Anna was not ready to accept the reality of her situation. Without actually saying so, she made that clear to me in no uncertain terms. I had to respect the limits of her capacity to face it, even though that meant having to ‘bend the truth’ to minimize her suffering”.

When it became apparent that Anna was not safe being left alone in the house or behind the wheel of their car, Jose told her that the car needed repairs but that it wasn’t worth fixing. Anna accepted Jose’s explanations when he was forced to remove other freedoms. “I think she might have had a greater awareness of her condition than she let on to me. I guess I’ll never know for sure.”

Shortly after turning 62, Jose took an early retirement from his business. After checking out the local memory care facilities for Alzheimer’s patients, He decided to keep Anna at home and be her primary caregiver on a daily basis.

Over time, Jose’s energies were being severely depleted and he was in need of some support himself, so he checked out the local Alzheimer’s support group for caregivers.

“It was very depressing”, he told us. “Everyone was so fearful and filled with sorrow that I knew that it wasn’t for me. My attitude towards the situation was very different from the people in that group.”

Things We Do For Love: This man rode a bike from India to Sweden just for love!

Things We Do For Love This man rode a bike from India to Sweden just for love!

Story of The Man Who Rode a Bike From India to Sweden Just For Love!

When we talk of love, we talk of the whirlwind feeling that it brings with it, the butterflies, the fluttering when we feel their presence around us and so on.

Love is an incredible thing and truly one of the most wonderful things that the world has to offer. Falling in love has always been talked of in literature, movies and songs but sometimes we forget to talk about the arguably more fulfilling aspects of being in love, which are being in love and doing things for love. People always say that it is the thought that matters but sometimes when one shows love through their actions, it brings two people involved even closer. History shows that people have done a great deal in the name of love, for, haven’t you heard of the Taj Mahal? One of the Seven Wonders of the World, TajMahal was built by Shahjahan, a Mughal king as a tribute to his love for his wife, Mumtaz Begum. Today, it is one of the biggest symbols of love.

People say that these things existed back in those days but is that completely true?

Agreed that there has not been another Taj Mahal since the first one but romantic gestures are not dead. From big proposals to people riding their bicycles for six thousand miles, all of it still happens.
If the latter part of the sentence above got your attention and you want to know that story, you are in luck because I am about to tell you the story of the man who rode a bike from India to Sweden to marry the love of his life. Sounds like something out of a fairytale doesn’t it?

Lend me the opportunity to tell you the story, grab some popcorn and some tissues, your sappy side is about to surface!

We are going to go back to 1975, where it all began.

Dr. Kumar Mahanadia Pradyumna travelled through eight countries to be united with his wife today, Charlotte van Schedvin who was a student when she had met her future husband during a trip to India, an artist with limited means, in 1975. Dr. Kumar was no ordinary student either. He was born in a poor family but thanks to his talent and skill, had managed secure a place at the College of Art in Delhi.

Back then, a beautiful woman asked him to draw a portrait of her, but the nervous young man couldn’t properly draw the woman of his dreams the first time, so he asked Charlotte to come back another day

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They met and immediately fell in love. Dr. Kumar talks very fondly about how he had fallen in love with Charlotte because of how simple and pure she was.

Like every great love story, theirs was not smooth either but that did not stop them. Both their families were vehemently against their union but they still got married and Charlotte, to honour her husband’s culture changed her name to Charulata.

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Things were going okay but in 1978, Charlotte had to go back to her homeland and she requested her husband to go away with her. Dr. Kumar could not join her immediately owing to his education not being complete and promised her that he would come to her the day he would have his degree.

Charlotte left and all the couple had between them were letters sent back and forth because, well, they did not have WhatsApp back then. Even in her letters, Charlotte told him that she would send him tickets for him to come be with her but Dr. Kumar was adamant. He would meet her only using his own means. He would not accept any financial help.

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He continued with his degree back home and she supported him emotionally, while terribly missing each other, but never giving up on each other. Things had definitely not been easy but it was their love that got them through everything. Letting go is always the easier thing to do but to keep holding on is a feat that only true love can achieve.

As soon as Dr. Kumar was done with his studies, he knew he had to go see Charlotte; he had been away from her way too long. He had to do something about it and he had to do it fast. He sold everything that he owned to buy a bicycle and he decided that he would ride his bicycle to Sweden, no matter how long it took. He soon set off and from Delhi he rode through eight countries, namely, Afghanistan, Iran, Turkey, Bulgaria, Yugoslavia, Germany, Austria and Denmark.

The journey from India to Sweden

A Forever Love’s Letter…

A Forever Love's Letter...

Our love runs through my veins..

They tangle and untangle but the flow of your love remains the same.

When I move my fingers, I recall the way you moved your between mine, making it ours..

Our moments of love, for the world which were intimacy.

It still amuses me, how no one could go deeper to understand or see?

Their criticism, their question and objection, none mattered to me.

What alone that mattered then, was our togetherness; and now bothers, is that you left…

Left me shattered in body and deprived in soul…

The doctor says my body is deficient of oxygen.

Scientifically it may be true.

But what they are unaware of is that I breathed you… only you.

I still look into the night blue sky and pair the parted stars with my fingers, just as we did.. each part of me missing it’s pair – it’s soulmate..

I lay in silence, cherishing our memories.. awaiting for that last breath to pass, so thee meets thou and in witness the Universe breaks down all it’s stars…

We shall meet.. one fine day, we shall….

Yours, forever.

Love stories and Relationships | The Modern Edition

This is a real love story that took place a couple of years ago. And it sums up almost everything about the meaning and the feeling of love. But first, let’s take a look at the dictionary and the secret ingredients behind it.

“Love: according to Greek culture, there are four types: agape, phileo, storge and eros.”


means to love and give unconditionally. It means to care and to accept. It is the way, that a mother loves her children. A warm and I-will-always-be-there-for-you love.


it is the Greek word for friendship. It means to support someone and spend time with him, listening to him with no judging attitude. A platonic and companionship love.


this feeling is the combination of agape and phileo. It is the sweetest and most tender representation of love. Don’t-forget-to-take-your-jacket—or-you-will-cold love.


Eros is the romantic and sexual form of love. It is the most intense and passionate way of experiencing love. In English, it is translated to fall in love. Give-it-or-lose-it-all love.

“Love is the feeling of being selfless. It means to give and to take and to care.”

I have learned the hard way not to take anything for granted. My life has always being a war zone. Always being careful not to step on life’s bombs. Always being handy with guns of love. Try to point others, but never being pointed. Always me against all others.

What I have been taught is if you bleed, cry or love, then you are a loser. Probably I was born a loser. Probably too fragile for this world. Too sensitive. Too different…

And then she came and changed everything…

Her name was Qamar and she came to my life to teach everything from the beginning. She was an artist and she used to paint to make her statements to come true. She didn’t care about the judgment. She wasn’t afraid. She was an independent, strong woman with the courage of standing up her head. She was my paint teacher and friend.

I had to confront many times my family. For spending our money, to activities that would never pay off. That I waste my time and energy. For not “fighting”, not being there for them, for neglecting my duties and not supporting them.

And I, I… didn’t want to fight them, so I was trying to go with the flow and do whatever they want, as long as I could paint. That was the deal.

And as the time passed by I was more and more passionate about painting. It was probably Qamar’s love about art that empowered me. She used to say: “Art is our way to express our innermost feelings. Art is the door to heaven.”

When I was with her my inner demons were turned to angels. The rhythm of the voice, the movement of her hands and the devotion to art must be one of the hundreds of reasons that I fell in love with her.

It was my first and only time that I let my guard down. I didn’t care about anything or anyone. I’ve just waited for the time to pass, and the painting time to come. After our classes, we used to sit and discuss life’s purpose, about love and happiness. About the gift of life.

-Only love can set you free.

-Have you ever been in love? Like the actual true loving?

-Every day I am in love. In love with my art and paintings and life. I love to express myself and I love to challenge others. Probably this is my mark on the world…


-What about you? Have you ever been in love?

-No, I… I… My family ha…

-I didn’t ask about your family. I asked about you. Have you ever been in love?

-I don’t know. I never did…

-Well, then if you had fallen in love, then you would know… Love is power. It’s creation, it’s the gift of God to people.

-Do you believe in God?

-I believe in spirituality. “God” is just a name, like Qamar is for me. A mere name can’t identify who you are. You are not what you are taught to. You are what you choose to be…

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