My Marriage - The Tale after
Note: To have this in perspective read my previous post 'My Marriage'
Before I say anything about marriage remember one thing. 'Never ask a man how is married life is. Never!' I remember telling you that my honeymoon was in Madras. It was the most awesome time of my life. I went with great load of expectations; there was heavy planning and consultations. What order? Which to be given more priority? How long we would be able to work on it? And most importantly what's the next big move. I took suggestions from experienced people. Attended talks, watched videos, read newspaper articles.
It sets your life rolling. It takes you to places you never think of, or just dreamed of, when you were young. It has the power to make the best of you, or take s**t out of you. And my wife did not disappoint. She surprised me like never before. The way she treated me, was nothing short of me being god. And I kindly returned my love for her. What many people won't know is that ... these are the most sugar-coated and overtly exaggerated, sadistically scripted moments that can ever happen in life.
There are promises of comfort, of dreams, passionate nights and occasional dreamy holiday trips and most importantly of satisfaction and happyness. You see Will Smith became happy and satisfied only after he left his wife. But that's not the case with me. I was married young. I asked for the girl. I would soon be getting large dahez too. I already have the envy of my friends, even married ones, 'Arey, tumhara ussey shaadi ho gayi! God Yaar ...' When and where did these seconds thoughts come in?
We shifted to Bombay, because we agreed upon it in our outing in Madras. It’s a paradise you know. The buildings, shopping malls, forests and rains never stop to surprise you. You get see belly dancers dancing, movie actresses kissing, right in front of you, beside your wife and not give a damn about it. I went on to do Salsa and Tango with girls I never met again. There was Lamington road, there was CST and beaches in Juhu, and I started spending less and less time with her.
But you see, all traditional women are slow. They take time. They need commitment and work. And sadly they take for granted that we are there; for them. So I heard no complaints from her for most of the time. Except when she decides to go out and have fun, which is rare and mostly happens once or twice in 4 months. I run away from her every winter and summer; conferences, work visits, experience building are my usual reasons. My life is fast, ever changing, filled with passion and discovery. Hers, it’s slow, disciplined and structured.
The first year went almost smooth, we(I) had a great time. Few precious moments were enough to satisfy her in the beginning. But trouble started brewing when she got pregnant in the latter half of that year. I continued my usual outings, friendly walks and naughty evenings, but there was now an additional member in the family and the burden started troubling me. The first shock came right at the end of first year. She got angry and left our place to her mother’s place. It took me the whole of summer to convince her to return.
Every love story is cute and lovely. People on hearing it, get excited, they cheer, they celebrate and enjoy. Life is fair, but not too much. These moments of despair make you philosophical or atleast pseudo intellectual. As it happens across India, we are forced to do things, not because we want to but because its time and it is the right thing to do. There is no room for live-in relationships, or a long series of dates and night-outs where we discover each other better and understand what we are going in to.
Now we have two kids, Nishit and Saumya and I am proud of them. I started spending more with kids and less on other indulgences. But my wife still thinks I am distrustful and untrustworthy. Now I get scoffed regularly, ridiculed in front of her aunts and uncles. She occasionally threatens to take my kids away. But I somehow manage it every time. My love for them is so great that I go to whatever extent possible to please her.
When life is troubling with one woman in it; imagine what would be of me with another equally seductive, tempting and beautiful walking in. You guessed it right. More trouble! I met a girl during my work visit in Ahmedabad. She is exciting, mystic, filled with things I yearn to discover. She has given a new purpose to my otherwise stressful life. I was driven in to her unconsciously and sublimely. The tale took a new twist, atriangle.
I love kids. I promised my Wife. I am thrilled by Lekha. God knows where this will take me. But for now, I have to signoff. My wife has given me some errands to take care of.
P.S: If you still don't get who the girl is or are confused after reading this ... feel free to ping me.