“When I ask you if this work is now to be done, you get angry with me”.
”You are upset with me if I take initiative and do that which is normal and in the family routine or even when I share, of my own, some of your burden”.
When I take genuine interest in your health, you blurt out “I know about my body and health”.
“ No need for me to consult either a medico or your expertise”, “ just take care of yourself properly, that’s enough” .
“Why are you so cynical” ?
Then there was this episode where the husband bought for his wife, in his genuine love, her favourite perfume, cuticles cream with a few other face creams and a small bottle of olive hair oil.
Oh God! Tornado that was not just confined to the Pacific in the West with its influencing partner from the Bay of Bengal in the East unleashed its combined fury all at once in his house with her tantrums and temper.
He was reliving the first meeting he had with his wife in the omnibus when they were strangers. As usual, the vibrant boy ran short of required bus fare in cash despite having wads. Sympathy prompted our hitherto unknown heroine to voluntarily buy his bus ticket and slipped away from the clumsy social scene. Awed by the sudden development, the boy habituated the schedule to travelling, mainly to express his gratitude and pay back the bus fare, the later developments all culminated into wedlock.
No wonder, why or how Socrates, Aristotle from the Greek era following the many Hindu wise statesmen from Vedic era turned to varnashramam implying renunciation of their family life to become hermits or mendicants, may be in pursuit of their birth secrets!
A perfect sane man still to continue befuddled !
The feminine form of every living being is the only origin or progeny of its descendants in different forms and shapes (deliberately, colour differentiation is neglected) and in all the precise frames. Then its ultimate aim ensures its offspring to survive against the predators and oppressive hunters and ultimately the offspring grows either as hunter or hunted in its life !
In one of the cool breezy mornings, the father put on his half pants, shoes and was about to go on his walk. “Dad, wait”. “I am coming with you”, his daughter bugled. Startled, the father was asking her, “where”? Nonchalantly she replied, “of course Dad, for jogging, with you”! The father had no stalling techniques but complied to take her with him. The daughter’s joyous spirits infectiously wrapped him, one of a few precious moments to edge in memory and revel later in cozy reclining chair!
In a turn-about, the exuberant and instinctive heroine grew stout to bully around, for, she viewed herself as her purpose served well and what she stays to do now is just a postman of passing some care, love and some of her finest culinary experiments and sometimes, cultural or social performances for others.
Largely, absence or failure of repeat show and expression of love, the culprit solely being the masculine livings in the high technology upgraded cosmos is one of the primary reasons, supplemented by the hereditary insecurity from both society and the family that compound gradual imbalance in comparative ratio.
The passion for excellence in profession and pastime TV serials, ultra featured mobiles and other hobbies sabotaged their intimate ‘nothings’, hand in gloves walking in market or beach and attendances on family and social participation or visits to the dear relatives and friends on exchange of ‘silly views’ .
There has to be something wrong in the purpose of creation if living is only to while the living time solidarity ! Sometimes we disgust with feminine beings to so whimsically keeping us on our toes and we think of other ways to get away from them. Thank goodness, often we fail in this effort and learn to accept what they are, realizing ourselves that they are the charm of our lives and the sole meaning of our existence.
Our economic well being, social and political security or for the sake of our own understanding, our whole relations outside and within our family become all meaningless! Children especially girls, of course boys inclusive, propel us to pamper on their momentary yet small dictates, almost in all odd hours goad us to fulfil their obstinacy, play their creative games with us and in that few seconds, make us compulsorily forget our other crazy worries and commitments.
Only in our last breath, a streak of knowledge knocks us that our valour, erudition, health and economy kept bonded together all wither dry feathers, and with fragrant petals of their daily tantrums, they help us live our moments of the day!
Hallelujah!
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