However petty or mighty, life’s always meant a lot to me. Always wanted to live life to its fullest at my own terms. I did that till the time I was with my parents, my brother.
Now, well it’s different. Things have changed. My husband’s not a tyrrant, never. In fact he’s caring, extremely co-operative and he is the reason because of whom I am being able to balance my work, studies and home. If not for him I wouldn’t have been able to do any of the things I am doing right now. But then somewhere he’s still a ’husband’. We are modern, forward looking. he encourages me to have my own identity rather than just being his wife. But somewhere he’s still a husband.
Having my way towards my life is a fight. Or may be even for him it is so. We both are different in so many ways. Sometimes I give in, sometimes he does and sometimes we both fight. Perhaps that’s SANGSAR. Once you get in to it, you lose that ‘you’. Don’t know whether it’s a nice thing to have or not.
Actually after writing these many paras and especially mentioning that he supports me so much, am feeling life’s not all that bad afterall. Yes I am having to compromise some of my personal and even mental freedom but nevertheless I have such loveable person as my company. I actually have nothing to crib about.
Frankly yesterday night he called one of his colleagues for a dinner. I cooked just 2 dishes with his help. Wasn’t feeling well after that. So I went of and slept. And my man kept up till 12 at night and cleared all the mess after such tiring working day. I couldn’t have wished for someone better!
