Over a cup of coffee, my friends and I were leisurely discussing a friend’s marriage. None of us realized when the dialogue escaped the boundaries of our friend’s marriage and entered unchecked into our very lives. Having got a chance to showcase their expertise, everyone seemed to be quite excited with this sudden shift of focus.
Lo and behold! Comments at the speed of lightning were being exchanged. Wives are born to nag, husbands are lazy, marriage is an adjustment, and marriage is a compromise. Woo hoo! Data in bulk being fed, my mind went on to auto pilot. Being troubled to think, I managed to escape some sharp looks and stared out of the pane. On the canvas of imagination I could vividly see an old couple taking a stroll in the twilight. A few chuckles here and there, they seemed to be immersed in their talks, playfully teasing each other over some die hard habits. They had stolen and preserved these golden moments for each other after 35 years full of responsibilities and catering to unending demands, striving to give the best possible living to their family.
Suddenly my vision cleared and I smiled to myself. It was I who was nagging my husband to treat me with the raw mango from the highest branch of the tree in the neighbor’s garden. All I managed to whisper was ‘Marriage is not at all about adjusting, and definitely not about compromising; MARRIAGE is only and all about ACCOMMODATING’. —- With a slight change of words, the meaning changes and so does your attitude towards life 