The problem with common man is that he omits to learn from the mistakes keeps on repeating them, repenting on it and again set himself ready to make another mistake. Whether he is a saint or a common man, he has an aspiration to get something out of life. Every aspiration requires time and repeated efforts. Management gurus advice, ‘Keep on trying.’ The insanity of this trying keeps one engaged. You may call this a key to success or abrupt folly, both can be justified.
I never had an urge to accumulate wealth. My aspiration is to do something meaningful and worthwhile. At times I wanted to be a bookseller, or a photographer, or an administrator, or an advocate or an industrialist. These all proved wishful thinking. Despite all hard work what I manage to be was a mere trader. Was it predestined? No! My failure was attributed to lack of efforts which required constant trying.
The relationship of husband and wife is a tie bound by a fragile thread. Due to proximity, there arises misunderstanding which further leads to clashes. These clashes are taken over by silence and a long lip lock prevails between the duos but after some days an effort to please each other starts and with some silly pleasant comments, the rift is patched.
When I look back to my past to probe my married life I find that this relationship evolving out of social traditions is like a ‘circus’ in which a slight imbalance proves disastrous. ‘To keep under thumb’ is a challenging game which the couple continues playing. Any attempt to proclaim the ‘winner’ proves disastrous. None wins at the end both lose and suffer. Who is the ultimate winner? It is a mutual trust that ultimately triumphs.
The significant fact emerges that during the demanding period, we both strongly maintain the harmony. My financial worries ran for a mammoth thirty to thirty-five years. About that I will tell you all a little later. At this moment I want to tell you that Madhuri is a wonderful person as my wife, person who is adaptive to my nature, which is strange. She came from an affluent family. Her family has a thriving jewelry shop. After weighing thoroughly the pros and cons of marrying his daughter to our family, her father had entrusted the responsibility of her to me. He would have never presumed that we would slide to a stage when we will not be in a position to buy vegetables.
Psychologist Dr. Savitri Devi Verma quotes, ‘Married relationship is not a bed of roses but a crown of thorns.’ The normal crown is decorated with rubies and diamond from outside but this crown is made of thorns from inside.
From the day I was married to Madhuri, I considered her as the fidelity of her parents with me and always behaved as such. She also responded accordingly. She considered my family as her own rather more than what I myself regarded it, always ready and quite alert. After my association with Madhuri as my life partner, I started believing that marriages are decided in heaven. On most of the issues, we had identical views though about children our opinions divided. Her constant refrain was that my ‘soft treatment’ towards children, was responsible for some faults that the children acquired during upbringing. She remained strict with children. She reared them under constant watch, frequent scolding and when necessary even beating. Quite often I had to intervene to rescue children from her thrashings. That used to be the sole reason for our differences. She used to say, “Children are getting spoiled because of you. You should support my stand instead you bring my efforts to naught by taking their side.” Don’t you think that either of the two should become a little lenient when the other has become too strict? What would happen if both parents become equally rigid?
Madhuri had a vague idea about my financial worries but I kept her in dark about the serious crisis, with the notion that I was already disturbed why should I make her worried? We the male members, have to deal with all kinds of situations outside the home, which make us mentally strong as well as a bit shameless. Housewives, on the other hand, remained confined in the four walls of house hence retain their emotional security. In adverse circumstances their reaction becomes highly strong, sometimes even intolerable.
The truth was in spite of such adverse circumstances catching sleep was never my problem . The moment I rest my head on the pillow I have carried far away from the turmoil of life. I never took any sleeping pill and always enjoyed sound sleep. My troubles tested several years but every night I went to bed with the self-assurance that I did my best today, why to bother about tomorrow, which is yet to come.
I never had an urge to accumulate wealth. My aspiration is to do something meaningful and worthwhile. At times I wanted to be a bookseller, or a photographer, or an administrator, or an advocate or an industrialist. These all proved wishful thinking. Despite all hard work what I manage to be was a mere trader. Was it predestined? No! My failure was attributed to lack of efforts which required constant trying.
The relationship of husband and wife is a tie bound by a fragile thread. Due to proximity, there arises misunderstanding which further leads to clashes. These clashes are taken over by silence and a long lip lock prevails between the duos but after some days an effort to please each other starts and with some silly pleasant comments, the rift is patched.
When I look back to my past to probe my married life I find that this relationship evolving out of social traditions is like a ‘circus’ in which a slight imbalance proves disastrous. ‘To keep under thumb’ is a challenging game which the couple continues playing. Any attempt to proclaim the ‘winner’ proves disastrous. None wins at the end both lose and suffer. Who is the ultimate winner? It is a mutual trust that ultimately triumphs.
The significant fact emerges that during the demanding period, we both strongly maintain the harmony. My financial worries ran for a mammoth thirty to thirty-five years. About that I will tell you all a little later. At this moment I want to tell you that Madhuri is a wonderful person as my wife, person who is adaptive to my nature, which is strange. She came from an affluent family. Her family has a thriving jewelry shop. After weighing thoroughly the pros and cons of marrying his daughter to our family, her father had entrusted the responsibility of her to me. He would have never presumed that we would slide to a stage when we will not be in a position to buy vegetables.
Psychologist Dr. Savitri Devi Verma quotes, ‘Married relationship is not a bed of roses but a crown of thorns.’ The normal crown is decorated with rubies and diamond from outside but this crown is made of thorns from inside.
From the day I was married to Madhuri, I considered her as the fidelity of her parents with me and always behaved as such. She also responded accordingly. She considered my family as her own rather more than what I myself regarded it, always ready and quite alert. After my association with Madhuri as my life partner, I started believing that marriages are decided in heaven. On most of the issues, we had identical views though about children our opinions divided. Her constant refrain was that my ‘soft treatment’ towards children, was responsible for some faults that the children acquired during upbringing. She remained strict with children. She reared them under constant watch, frequent scolding and when necessary even beating. Quite often I had to intervene to rescue children from her thrashings. That used to be the sole reason for our differences. She used to say, “Children are getting spoiled because of you. You should support my stand instead you bring my efforts to naught by taking their side.” Don’t you think that either of the two should become a little lenient when the other has become too strict? What would happen if both parents become equally rigid?
Madhuri had a vague idea about my financial worries but I kept her in dark about the serious crisis, with the notion that I was already disturbed why should I make her worried? We the male members, have to deal with all kinds of situations outside the home, which make us mentally strong as well as a bit shameless. Housewives, on the other hand, remained confined in the four walls of house hence retain their emotional security. In adverse circumstances their reaction becomes highly strong, sometimes even intolerable.
The truth was in spite of such adverse circumstances catching sleep was never my problem . The moment I rest my head on the pillow I have carried far away from the turmoil of life. I never took any sleeping pill and always enjoyed sound sleep. My troubles tested several years but every night I went to bed with the self-assurance that I did my best today, why to bother about tomorrow, which is yet to come.
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