A letter from a wife

Dear Room mate

Sometimes I wonder if we are the same couple who vowed 'till death do us apart', wrote the endearing lines sealing with kiss when got engaged, who celebrated one week or one month of marriage anniversary as same frivolousness as if touching the golden line of 50 years. Our world was one and I felt being the axis of it.

But then descended a few years and though we are physically together, but for emotional sphere, it seems an invisible moat is created between us and the drawbridge is pulled.

I married the man I adore, and you know for me its a land between love and worship, I love when you take charge of things, when your protecting instincts are working at adrenaline rush, but once a while, show me you treat me as an equal, that you respect my decisions and choice, find me intelligent enough to seek my advice and good enough to share your worries and problems, that I am dependable. Because when you don't, I feel you dont find me compatible anymore and then i start nagging which frustrate hell out of you and you demand your breathing space.

You hate me if I ask, "Am I putting on?", but I ask because you are my greatest strength and weakness at the same time. I am insecured of loosing your interest, of what if you don't find me attractive any more. I know you believe its too formal for something deep and intimate bond we share, but your occasional " I love you" will smooth away the creases of doubts  I sometimes harbour.

I never want to  have the sole claim over you, and I know that your family, friends are an integral part of you, just like me and kids. I dont expect large overflowing bouquets, but a casual plucking of flower from our garden exclusively for me can still make my heart go for a quick waltz.

It light up my eyes when I see yours turning green with envy, when someone else look at me. I love when you flashes signs of " stay away, she is mine"

Please hubby dear, show me I matter to you, that my voice still sounds music to you, that though your phone and laptop and friends and T.V. is important, but not important than me. That you are happy I happened in your life, that I still am gorgeous and b'ful despite of progressing in age.

I know you accused me that I got changed, that I always busy managing household or taking care of family or solving problems of friends and no longer have time for you, but to confess, I am not a good homemaker, I am overtaxing myself only to please you, you are my world and I am just trying to fit in yours.

This is just to remind you as well that I am a human being too, with feelings, anger, frustrations, desire. Please do not neglect me when I am not at my best, hold me in your arms, let me cry with my head on your chest and your arms encircling me, when I am at all time low.Please try to help me taking care of family, do not shun me when I am bitter.

Can we once a while forget all responsibilities and behave like recently fallen in love, stealing glances in public, a surprise when least expected, the words spoken aloud that mostly left unsaid, a blooming stem on dining table, a light kiss and declaration that I am looking hot when I take extra efforts to look like one ( because thats for you my genius of jerk, not for your friends and certainly not for their wives) and sometimes a public acknowledgement that you are proud of me ( promise, i will take extra care to make you one next time)

Forever yours
the woman you married

P.S. ( there is a trail of sticky notes for you to expedite a treasure hunt, and yeah, when you want, you still kiss like dream, and can give any hollywood hunk, a chase for his money)


[  NOT ON PERSONAL EXPERIENCE, YET TO FIND MY MAN TO WHOM I CAN WRITE (crossing my fingers,  hope I need not) THE LETTER    ; )  ]

So difficult to be simple !!

Its so simple to cry, so simple to laugh, so simple to love, so simple to hug, so simple to say "you mean world to me", so simple to say "I am sorry I hurt you", so simple to help, so simple to say "thank you", so simple to pray, so simple to show respect to elders, so simple to show kindness to poor, so simple to feed a starving child, so simple to say your mother/wife  "the food is so delicious", so simple to donate discarded clothes to the orphans, so simple to make tea for your domestic help suffering from headache, so simple to say sweet words in gentle voice, so simple to be empathetic towards 'children of lesser God', so simple to sit with your grandparents and hear them talking, so simple to be happy, so simple to care and share......

BUT ITS SO DIFFICULT TO BE SIMPLE.... 

Can we change the destiny ?

Wondering if we all are puppets in the hands of the almighty and of the nine planets that rotate and revolve far flung from us somewhere in the solar system, or has the almighty bestowed us with a law of free will. What is prarabdh ( the collected deeds of past lives) and what is purusharth  ( the actions ). Here is what a famous seer  answered.

Most of us are aware of the game of bridge played with pack of cards. We get some cards initially after shuffling. And then as game pursue, we also take help of additional cards, whenever our turn arrives. Either we pick the cards throw away the card we dont want or we let that card go by without any inclusion and exclusion.

But those actions do change the game we playing.

Just like that we are given a certain set of cards in life also. The one on whose reception or non reception is not in our hand. This is prarabdh, past collected karma.  But then life tosses in front of us cards that could be changed by our actions and present karma. And so we can change our destiny by playing with our conscience.

This is life, destiny, the collected deed ( sanchit karma) and our actions. Lord Krishna also said in Bhagwad Gita, that "although He controls the entire Universe, yet He does not interfere; He allowed the people to choose their own actions".

We can change our destiny, our forebearance of fruits of our own deed. By our thoughts, actions and love for the Supreme and His creations. 

Every religeous scripture is based on teaching of three element, HOPE, FAITH AND LOVE.

Let us fill our heart with these and do our deeds.

A Unique Relation

Far at foothills, there was a village. Recently, the people of village were gloomy. The year didnt bring much of the anticipated rainfall. If it do not rain now, there are chances of being draught. The villagers decided to approach the Sufi Saint residing uphills, and ask him to pray for rainfall.


The saint was just done hanging his clothes after washing. Villagers requested for the special prayer. To that he replied, " Oh ! the Allah is keen on playing games with me, he doesnt listen to me, and is always interfering in my work. Useless as it is, i dont think he will hear my plea."  Suddenly the cloud burst and it started raining. Villagers were amazed and about to thank the Saint when he broke out, " See, I told you he is keen on not allowing me to do my task, now he would not allow even my clothes to  DRY !!!!"

paradise lost !!

In John Milton's paradise lost, a key figure was Archangel or St. Raphael, who is also known as healing and matchmaking patron saint, for his help to tobius and sarah. Another patron saint for love and marriage is St. Valentine ( Sorry boss, you never got anything from your martyrdom, however you are one of the most commercialized name, and key addition to balance sheet of all cards, gifts , chocolate manufacturing companies)

You helped people to get a life mate, you staked your life to unite the lovers, you also felt the emotions when you were jailed and a blind daughter of that jailer found comfort in you. Just before you were beheaded you performed the miracle and restored her eyesight even writing her a letter signing as " Your Valentine", the first valentine's day card.

i just pray to you my Lord, my Father in heaven, all those taking refuge of this pious name, the name that was blessed by you, the miracle that was performed because you gave him the ability, that may this name regains its purity, may this name brings the warmth. love and affection into the lives of his believeres, may his spilled blood bring honor and faith into the life. May this feasting day bring the miracles in the form of true love, not some fancy gifts, and certainly not some faked 'valentine' who might not even survive the relation beyond a month.

AMEN

The Journey

Its the journey that makes the destination beautiful. The journey that enables you to meet yourself, the journey that speaks the language of your messenger, your guardian angel, journey that give voice to your hidden fears and urge you to come out of them, journey that helps  in self realizing you, journey that teaches you how to come out stronger, journey that grows you and turn you towards the purpose of your life. Its the colorful journey with every shades of life. So love it and live it.