There are times when you know and when you truly feel
that marriages are made in Heaven…not so much like the Bollywood matrimonial
happiness which is associated with a song and dance sequence in the Swiss Alps…
not anywhere close to the Mallu movie version of it where the married showered
woman carries that piping cup of tea to her husband…
These are the simple moments when you knew that the
other half was probably literally the other half of your existence…that
critical half that you can’t do without…that half that comes alive when you are
totally down in the dumps..the half that does not want to capture your half of
the deal and lets your half operate independently..simply lets you breathe and
just ‘BE’…
The funny thing is marriage starts off as a simple
ceremony where two individuals come together and decide to backpack together on
a simple road trip but soon turns and transforms its way into travelogues,
family circuses, soap operas and full blown romantic comedies!! Add the real
life complexities of careers, egos and the ultimate challenge of a married
couple – a CHILD and the result then is an inflammable lethal tightrope
establishment!
Then comes those creeping moments when you start
wondering whether Hell had anything to do with the origin of marriages..you
start finding the cracks on the shimmery surface…the blame game erupts at the
drop of a hat..err…..maybe drop of a nappy when you also become ‘parents’ apart
from ‘married couple’! You start comparing, contrasting, contradicting…the
neighbour’s wife may become your envy…the life you left behind as a teenager
keeps coming into your waking conscience..the frustration of some good things
that you missed starts flowing into your conversations..you could find umpteen
reasons to start that inevitable fist fight or ‘silence shall prevail’ mode of
combats!
But finally when all the dust settles and you reach home
a tired soul..you love the feeling that there is someone who appreciates the
long day..who wants to have a simple chat to understand what happened…and if
that someone doesn’t mind waking up to bring that little book and water to your
bedside..then you feel that those mortal combats are worth your efforts….some
simple things don’t come easy in life they say??
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