It’s been quite sometime that I wrote anything last.
Well loads of thoughts to share, loads of changes in life. All jumbled up, each thought trying to make way before the other like that crowd in city buses each one trying to get off before the other everytime the bus stops.
Well, let me start with something that’s top of mind right now.. though I really do not know how far I can go ahead with this thought yet no harm in just giving a shot.
Yesterday, in this very interesting Website (tickledbylife.com) I happened to read this one liner liner: Love is not physical or romantic, it is just acceptance of what is, what will be and what will not be’. Somehow found this one amazing and inspiring. Just before reading this one liner I was conversing with myself on how my husband would do things in a particular way (which i would not approve of) and how I think he ’should have’ done the same thing differently. And this one liner and I burst out laughing at myself. It was just a fraction of second and all the ’should haves’ that I had in my mind for my husband seemed to have gotten washed away. Since then till now am just happy that he is, and it’s a joyful experience to be content with that feeling.
He loves cooking and being in the kitchen and
I alway hated him to do that. But yeterday I just gave in and let him be in the kitchen. He was so happy and relaxed. And that was just enough
for me.
In fact the more I see him today the more do I realize that even a man can be a mother. He just happens to know (even before I realize it for myself) what i would need. We have breakfast very early on everyday and leave for office that makes me hungry before lunchtime and hungrier towards the late afternoon. Today as I open my dabba to have lunch I see a small box with biscuits. Ma used to do this when I was in school and now he’s doing it. You know before we got married he promised me, “I will ensure you don’t miss your parents too much” and he’s keeping it up so well (touchwood). In front of his affectionate gestures and everything he does for me on a daily basis
I feel all my stuff towards him (sending ecards and all) are so small and artificial. I hope every woman gets a husband like mine, surely the world will be a better place to live.
