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She wanted to spread her wings and fly,
They held her back from rising high,
She fought back, asking them to let her try,
But suppress was all they did.
Questions – How, when, what and why?
All of them – unspoken and without answers,
But never once did she give up and cry,
For when it came to life, she was a dancer
Her wings were bound hard to be cut
She knew they were her best bet
If at all she wanted to strike back
This was her last chance to hack
So that’s what she did, rose with all her might
Against her fury, little chance they had to stand
Everyone vanished as if banished by her wand
And she emerged as her own savior knight!
Until later 🙂
Here goes the month of April 2014, the third of the count-down towards our anniversary:
I have heard people say that any couple that fights on a healthy scale is in a good position. I have experienced it too. I don’t know if I fight on a healthy scale but I know you do. I go up and down like mercury on a thermometer gone crazy but you are always the sane one. No wonder we coupled up because opposites attract. In the beginning of April, we had one of the epic fights because you had gone to your Alma matter to contribute something to the infrastructure there and you didn’t keep up your promises about calling often and eating on time when you were there. Okay, I agree that I was and am always biased against your college admin activities but that’s only because it eats into your time and attention and I am plain jealous. But I am entitled to be jealous, you know? You don’t take care of yourself properly when you are there! You forget all about food and sleep and keep discussing those geeky technical stuff with your fellows. I understand your passion but I can’t keep quiet about this. Learn to prioritize baby 🙂
To top it, I fell sick when you were not around and being sick and alone is not a good combination at all. So I turned into a nit-picker and troubled you a lot. I won’t say sorry because I am not 😛 Anyway as usual, we got over that! Okay, we got over that only because you never fight back when I am hyper and you wore me down with your puppy face. You also mailed me this adorable pic when I was so angry and as soon as I saw it, I started laughing at how you could do this when I was being Ms.Cranky Pants.
I rediscovered your ability to put up with me and my temper and was amazed by it. I don’t know how you do it. Whether you are right or wrong in the situation does not matter to you. When I start yelling, you go on the silent mode, never uttering one word. After I vent everything out, your silence makes me think and analyze who went wrong and where. It also tells me if I am yelling for the right thing to the right extent. God must have known that I would need a saint like you to handle my mercuric levels.
Later in the month, your cousin shifted to Bangalore with family and I enjoyed their stay at our place till they got theirs sorted out. Remember how nervous I was about if they would like my cooking? I had made breakfast and lunch for 5 before leaving for work but since I didn’t know the proportions properly I ended up cooking for 7. Nevertheless, we were able to manage it without wasting, thanks to your aunt’s experienced hand at tackling cooking situations like this. I was ecstatic when they declared me an expert at making chutneys and that I cook well. And I was almost dancing with joy when I heard them telling your mom on phone that she has got an amazing DIL. It was a happy phase for me, with some elders to guide me at home, give me recipes etc. Although they were the guests, your aunt pampered us with her cooking and receiving us when we returned home from work.
So all in all, April was a mixed bag for us.
And did I tell you? I love you 😉
Until later 🙂