What are they really? I fail to understand. There are complex things at office which the mind grasps, solutions on the table, brainstormed, the right cherry picked, implemented and is a success well appreciated.
At home front it's not the case though. All the memory loss, goof ups are cherry picked and punished for with out even knowing for what you are punished for. No benefit of doubt ruling even - cause you are neither considered a batsman nor a bowler. You just turn to be a spectator on whose head a six strikes, poor guy has no chance to duck or even evade what's coming.
At school being a last bench'er still scored alongside the ones sitting on the black board. Where did all that wisdom go just after marriage. Seriously think a man voluntarily or involuntarily as an act of unforeseen circumstances gets married to be proved that he is dumb. The law of averages just works here and the law of fairness is never there in the fairer being.
Now why am I blabbering so much, am I against womenfolks? No please don't mistake me. I am talking about my shortcomings, my issues with my better half who happens to be a woman accidentally - marriage was an accident according to her, though I disagree - it was a suicide attempt, no parents were involved but miraculously we were saved and still kicking along. Now don't embarrass me asking are you at the receiving end of kicking.
This valentine, romance all of these are my bitter enemies. I can never score in these subjects. The best of my efforts turns the worst each time beating all my previous efforts. See I better each time in this regards. Records are meant to be broken and soon my limbs might also.
The day I approach, I will be mocked - don't you know anything else other than this. You forgot this, that... and the midnight FM is on and on and on and on...
I am really dumb I agree, even otherwise you would have guessed by now. When she comes along, I have no clue and even if I do understand a bit, still I am scared probably if it was a signal misunderstood, I would be penalized. It's better to be dumb and let her express herself and by the way she might even scold me lovingly. Better to be called an idiot, fool lovingly than in anger on many occasions. Scolding pain is pleasure truly, I treasure those moments.
The mind voice sometimes rakes up and puts me to shame. What happened to all that freedom you wanted? I get annoyed - What freedom? That's what MG got it for India - Freedom at Midnight and now what more? Shut up and let me cherish mine even if I don't have. Sick it is to point fingers at my plight and enjoy at my expense.
I am not a guy who when left alone or run into a room and lock myself, jump up and down and fool myself saying - have got my freedom within the room and in solitude.
Having spoken my mind, I seriously never had any intention of maligning my better half's reputation. I am very happy and enjoy every moment with her. Please you guys don't make fun of me OK.
Ps: This was purely an imaginary episode and the characters if they resemble any living, the author takes no responsibility for that. Hey it is better I say it's mine than to say its not someone else's. I am learning, soon I would romance the way I ought to.
Expression of Interest...
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