wandering thoughts!

I am Just about to sleep and my eyes become moist while I reminisced the days when everything was different – fell in love and wanted this boy from a different state, different caste and totally different background from me. Friends and family thought I was a fool to make such a decision. That, I had no foresight and marriage is not a game..blah blah….

Imagine talking in English with your husband when everyone around you is staring and wondering "what kind of business deal is she making with the other person on the phone?" – You will make some nosy aunty's jaws drop and brows get raised!!!!

The common questions like "oh he is not settled, what you will do? love is not enough"…what would your kids speak when she/he grows up?", "what would happen when you eventually fall out of love as there won't be anyone to settle things for you". "haaaa, no kundali matching done???"…... All fears were valid... People raised brows! Pointed fingers! We felt we would not make it work! We fought and fought and now it became a habit… we still do but now we fight for much bigger causes - who will change baby's nappies? Who will wash babies bum after poo? Who gets to watch our favourite TV and not just rhymes! Who can lock themselves in a bathroom and have 15mins extra shower without being disturbed. It's Been 4 years that we are married and our baby is just over one now and yes, she SPEAKSSS……my husband and I learnt each other's language but who knew learning the baby language was this difficult - and it's called Gibberish!

The tears wear from my yawn and my husband is watching a stupid French film ignoring me!!! time for another fight…swords ready…swoosh whoosh!

Thanks mom dad MIL, FIL for supporting us and thanks all uncles aunties extra baggages like caste, horoscopes for NOT cropping into our relationship, pls stay away come again on a neverday!…..

Happy Birthday hubby Dear!!! May god give you strength health and immense common sense to love me and love me more J J J….