Is there a happily ever after?!


It's your choice to be happily ever after.....


Twenty + years of wedded life is not a big deal, and shouldn’t be….but…the more we hear about divorces within a couple of years or for that matter within the very same year of marriage, it really seems like an achievement. Achievement of two people who pledged to ‘adjust’ their lives to sync with each other…LOL…I know there will be a chuckle there…

Ingredients to a ‘happy’ married nah… I won’t say ‘happy’….. a long(er) lasting married life…. “shit load of humour sense, a deaf ear (only one should be deaf) yeah and if you like add one blind eye too great!, patience (kshamayude nellipalaka….no noolpalaka!!), a heart to apologize when you feel you are wrong, (not really necessary for the lady, the man would/should), an appreciating tongue for whatever the partner churns out of the kitchen, equal participation in bringing up the kids, their education and disciplining, equal importance for partner in decision making, …..well its getting serious now….jokes apart….It is rather disheartening and disappointing to hear the many divorces around you… that too of your little brothers and sisters,  of the kids who grew around you, with you, your juniors whose innocence you loved and admired, the ones you loved like your own brother or sister.

When you see it happening around you breathe a sigh of relief “thank God not in ours” and then it happens within your family and you are not ready to accept. Happened to discuss married life of a very young couple recently, well they are in for divorce and the reasons so stupidly silly. Children who grow up in imaginary worlds fantasize fairy tale weddings and happily ever after life…, never ready to face realities. 
As someone once told me:
 “dey kalyanam ennokke paranjappo njan vicharichu, cinemelokke kaanunnathu pole pokki eduthu vattam karangi, othiri ice cream okke kazhichu, marathinte chuttum pattum paadi odi nadakkam ennu….ippozhalle manasilayathu…manjapodiyum, mallipodiyum, alakkum theppum aanennu….”😁 LOL we had a hearty laugh on that one, as we were in the same boat….

Expecting a bed of roses all through life will lead you only into disappointments, disappointments that you will not be able to handle…instead learn to find happiness in the tiny little things in life…
Well I’m no guru to advice on this topic but it breaks my heart to witness how lightly the present generation takes the Holy Sacrament of Matrimony so lightly….it’s literally like changing clothes… to say no I can no longer tolerate him/her, I have better options!! Better options!!! Is that so?! Is this something you go out and choose from the market store? What guarantee is there that your next option is going to be better than the first? What if it turns out to be even worse a situation?
Where’s the sanctity, What respect? What conscience….???!!!

Look out for the little things in life…they are so inconspicuous you might not realize that you and your partner are in love…deep love….   😉 It doesn’t have to be diamonds and gifts all the time!
Love is holding your hand to cross a road,
Love is calling umpteen times to your office phone to check on you,
Love is sensing you are tired and offering to make that cup of tea to refresh you,
Love is pulling down the branch of a high tree and picking some teeny-weeny flowers and offering it for the Valentine’s Day that was a couple of months ago…😜
Love is pitching in to cover for the other when your partner has something important to attend to…
Love is to hug tight during those miserable times and saying… “as long as we are together the rest will fall in place”

God himself is the author of marriage
'what therefore God has joined together, let no man put asunder'.

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