Getting married to your boyfriend

Weddings are always a grand affair in every person’s life, especially of the girls. And if she is getting married to her long-time boyfriend, then the grandeur of the affair only increases. Now, your relationship of 7 odd years is translating into lifelong happiness. Things are bound to change. However, if you are in a live-in, nothing much changes. However, there is whole lot of changes when both of you are in a long-distance relationship and are going to tie the knots soon. Girl, you are literally going to be a part of his lifestyle. He will not only talk to you every morning, but also be able to see you, right?

This article tells you what are the things you need to look forward to when you are getting married to your boyfriend. First of all, the fundamental rule of every relationship is not to expect anything, then be it your lover who can do anything for you. Expectations are the breeding ground of miseries. Sheena married her boyfriend of three years. Initially, everything went good but later their bedroom became a battleground. Sheena was a simple girl who watched movies a lot. The rosy pictures painted by some of the romantic movies, made Sheena expect the same things from her husband too. Girls, expectations are not bad, but to believe that everything that you expect will be fulfilled in minutes or say, months is wrong.

Problems arise when both husband and wife work. Girls, things were different when you stayed with your parents. Parents are the angels who give everything to you on a platter. Don’t jump to conclusions. Even your husband will make you available all those things that your parents gave you, but gradually. Now, when both of you are working, things are bound to change and ease in a matter of few months. For this, both of you should talk often. The best thing is to discuss the finances, which can create a problem. However, for the domestic work, both of you will have to decide, who will do what chore (even if there is a domestic help). This will clear our confusions that are bound to arise.

What if, your would-be husband lived at a bachelor-pad with his friends! Troubles are bound to arise. Yes, your boyfriend is all-set to marry you. There is no doubt in this. But post-wedding, his lifestyle is bound to change, which most of the boys are not aware of. Suddenly, they are struggling with LPG cylinder issues, which they never ever thought of. Or for that matter, they still want to go to movies with all-boys group rather than with you. The best one is getting used to home-cooked food or getting used to a lady in their home. It is on you girl, to give him space and time to adjust to all this.

Marriage is not a rocket science, right girls. And even if it is, then who knows it better than you to tackle it. So, just keep it simple and make your wedding an extra-ordinary affair. Because, this is all you wanted for years. Isn’t it!!!

Without you, Mom

Without you, Mom

Without you, Mom, it will never be the same.

Earlier, you were just a hug away, but now I have wait for lengthy ten numbers.

Without you, Mom, it’s not that easy.

There’s no one to wake me up in the morning, except that stupid alarm clock.

I don’t hear you sing a crazy song, nor I hear you and Papa chatter over that news.

Earlier I used to drink my cuppa lemon water alone in my room.

Now, I sit in the living room, repenting the time I missed with both of you.

I don’t hurry for breakfast. There’s no one to nag me to have one.

Earlier, I used to be upset over an empty cornflakes box.

Now even that full container doesn’t coax me to have one.

No, I don’t even like bread-jam either.

Also, there’s no-one to look after my clothes.

Nor does anyone scold me for just sitting at home the entire day.

I don’t even like afternoon naps.

When I am working on my laptop, I look behind to check if by any chance, you are sitting there, overlooking my work, my new ads, my friends pictures, et cetera.

I yearn for the strong coffee made by you.

The hot chapattis made just for me.

I wish that I could make your post-lunch tea for you.

Or just accompany you to the vegetable market.

Above all, I miss your advices, tips, talks, stories, chats, etc.

I ignored most of the things that you told me.

But today when I am sitting alone, everything comes across making me smile.

What if, all of us could have stayed together or were just a step away, not miles!

Yes, my eyes are moist writing this.

And I am yearning to be with you.

I won’t be able to tell you all this as I know you will start crying just like me.

So, a warm letter to you with lots of hugs.

It's time

It's time. 
They say that everything in this world has a definite time. A definite time to express your love and a definite one to wave goodbye. Even my mom says that we have been granted a definite time to stay on this earth. But how come this definite time to leave the earth clashes with others who will have to stay. For what reason, someone's mother leaves her just one month before her wedding. And why another one's father is struggling with major disease. 


Such a devastating news cannot be shared with anyone. And even if shared, what will the friends do? They won't be able to stop the time. They will just share the grief. The emotional ones will cry an hour or two, enough? This is not a situation anyone wants to be in. 


Some people yearn for family. They live alone with no-one to live for them. Sometimes they wish to die. But they pass their entire lives in loneliness. And on the other side of spectrum, there are people who grieve on losing someone important in their life. 


Why God hasn't made a device that arranges meeting between such people? This system will bring people together and make this earth a happy place to live in. 

A cool matrimonial ad

Now that I have seen almost 23 years of my life and most of it without anyone who I could in the true sense call as a friend…..I have been thinking now for a while as to how my spouse oughta be…………                                                                                                

I am not looking for only a beautiful, slim and an intelligent girl…….They are all cliché The ones that matter are:


The first prerequisite I expect of my wife --- no it isn't the ability to understand me, that's the second---- the first one's a sense of humour for me and all my nonsense


She must sleep in my lap and allow me into hers. She must run her hand into my hair and fight me with pillows as often as she can.


She must allow me to disturb her, Which I will, ---no matter how busy and serious she is and I am--- , while she goes about our household chores.


She must sit with me shoulder in shoulder when we watch the late night movie together and must oblige to have a midnight walk anytime in the night.


When the curry isn't nice and I stare into her eyes, she must straight away go and make an omlette for me.


When she is downright tired she must flirt with me to win a cup of tea or a glass of cold water. She must be ready to blow a kiss any time any day and any place. By the way I take kiss only on lips.

She should call me nicknames and how innovative she coins out new ones the better and must be prepared to confront some deadly ones in return. She can call me 'Tu' or anything as am not at all particular about those pronouns.


She got every right to beat me up when I annoy her while she watches those dready serials. She can also extract what she wants of me on women's day. And I am also ready to share her pre-marital crushes and secrets.

On those rare occasions when we might fight and then go on a mourning spree, it can continue for the night. The next morning must again be normal.
I aint promising her a paradise but yes she will always get more of my love than our children.

And finally, she must have a higher life expectancy than me. I may not be able to live without her…..

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A phrase-full life

  

Just imagine a day in your life

Everybody expresses just through idioms

Speaking in a language that’s phrase-ful

Turning the English language o so wonderful

  

When nervous, I’ll get butterflies in my stomach

Ants in the pants, if anxious for upcoming

For happiness, its twinkle in the eyes

And other times, I’ll feel like a fish out of water

  

If it’s not enough, it’ll be a drop in the bucket

And a good lunch-pack will give mom thumbs up

My best friend’s home is at a stone’s throw

And school would always be a far cry

Friends, we’ll cook up a different language

And speak like this to avoid mom’s fury

We will delete all the “ifs” and “buts”

Turning ourselves into idioms from idiots

Taking my last breaths in office

However dramatic the title may sound, but leaving this office would indeed be a tough task. Suddenly, even the most pathetic thing in the office will make you miss it. As soon as the reverse counting begins, you start feeling nostalgic. Oh!!! Today's the last Monday that i will be reading the Sunday Times. 

No more drinking water from this dispenser. 

No more reading the free issue of "Campaign India" or for that matter, Namaskar, By the Way, India Today Woman etc etc. 

No more asking Bossy to go home early. 

No more combined lunch hours and boxes. 

No more "creative" discussions. 

No more "saw that ad of so-and-so, it's so third-class, I tell you. Isse acha toh apan bana lete". 

No more, "they again took our idea and made an Ad"

No more punching the attendance cards.

No more pulling legs of each other. 

No more "dalwadas" or "sev khamni" or etc. etc. 

And yes, no more cursing the clients. 

Time passed quickly after joining this place and one day I come to know, I am celebrating my second anniversary of joining. It's been more than two years that I am working here. When I had joined, I didn't like this ambience even an inch. I use to promise myself, just 6 months and I am leaving this place. I am here just for "experience". As soon as I get a good opportunity, I will jump to it. But the first call from a competitor company to get me in, had made me change my mind. "I must be doing a great job, and that's the reason the competitors want me to join them". I couldn't believe that I had denied them for a fatter pay-check. Then it clicked me, "Ah…I am loving it here". 

A salary raise at 6 months, made me sure to hang in here. However, the cursing and blaming continued. People left and many more joined in. Felt bad for the ones leaving and welcomed the newbies. And there came a time, when I was the only girl left in the strength of 30. This too passed. By this time, I had prepared myself to handle isolation. 

Neha. She joined in as a Sr. Client Servicing Executive. She was given the desk next to me. And this was not new. Right from my early days in school, newbies were given a place next to me. Both of us gelled easily. Not just for one reason, there are an umpteen of them. Beginning from our home-towns to our tastes, everything matched to the tee. My life in the office changed drastically. We were like twins. We knew everything about each other, even the reactions and pro-actions. But, she too left due to her wedding.

But she fulfilled many of my dreams - A dream of having a close friend, a close colleague and yes, a dream to leave the office soon. I needed a solid reason to leave the office. And I think the reason came to her belief in me and God. No, this article is not dedicated to Neha. But even though we spent just 6 months in the office together, yet around 70% of my office talks would be consumed of her.

It’s just a week to go and then I will be leaving this office. When I saw our ex-employees visiting office often, I used to wonder that why is it they come back. Now, I got the secret. There’s a charm here. This charm will never let you cut your umbilical cords with it. It has been a professional mother to me. And will always be. It’s been my first job and most probably the last one.

Being the emotional one who cries at the drop of hat, it would be very tough for me to say "goodbye". But as they say that "best of friends must part", I wave a goodbye to everyone who contributed in changing me. 


When there are lines upon my face from a lifetime of smiles, 
When the time comes to embrace for one long last while, 
We can laugh about how time really flies, 
We won't say goodbye 'cause there would be tear in my eyes

Miss you everyone.