Ek toofan ke guzarne ke baad jo khamoshi hoti hai, shayad aaj wahi thi khamoshi thi.
My thoughts may be or rather are all random, because that was the state of my mind today.
Sometimes I think, it is my birth right to argue with my wife on every topic in the world.
When I had commented, that you can argue about anything from food to the mattress, little did I realise, that my wife was competing with no one less than Mr Chopra himself who has the copyright to argue and then win any argument under the sun.
So even if it is as lame a thing as a pain killer, I have to argue with my wife.
You can give us any topic on this earth, and we can show you how to argue for or against it.
But then I wonder, why do I even argue with her, the results of the debate are a foregone conclusion, we both know who is going to win.
I either put my arms down seeing her watery eyes or sometimes I give up just when she starts blushing.
But then can I claim to be a husband if I don't argue with my wife?
I sometimes argue, just to see her win and sometimes just so.
If only she knew that I enjoy losing as much as she enjoys winning !
I never knew that losing could be so much fun !
(As Kunal has himself talked n talked about how he likes being bossed around...I don't want to repeat those things again )
Earlier, I wouldn't look for answers in her eyes
When I said, I want a divorce, I was avoiding her eyes
Why, because I couldn't bear to see hatred in her eyes ?
Or I didn't want her to see the like in my eyes
Then today, why did I keep looking towards her?
Did I want to see her reaction on touching me?
Was I trying to read something in her eyes, something which her words had failed to convey?
Was I looking for that glimmer of hope in her eyes?
Did I see it? that made me forget my worries or did I want to go in dreamworld to see it (Sorry this line is filmy I know )
Or was it the feeling of warmth which made me relax?
A feeling which was missing since mummy had started behaving like a stranger?
Goodnight !!!
My thoughts may be or rather are all random, because that was the state of my mind today.
Sometimes I think, it is my birth right to argue with my wife on every topic in the world.
When I had commented, that you can argue about anything from food to the mattress, little did I realise, that my wife was competing with no one less than Mr Chopra himself who has the copyright to argue and then win any argument under the sun.
So even if it is as lame a thing as a pain killer, I have to argue with my wife.
You can give us any topic on this earth, and we can show you how to argue for or against it.
But then I wonder, why do I even argue with her, the results of the debate are a foregone conclusion, we both know who is going to win.
I either put my arms down seeing her watery eyes or sometimes I give up just when she starts blushing.
But then can I claim to be a husband if I don't argue with my wife?
I sometimes argue, just to see her win and sometimes just so.
If only she knew that I enjoy losing as much as she enjoys winning !
I never knew that losing could be so much fun !
(As Kunal has himself talked n talked about how he likes being bossed around...I don't want to repeat those things again )
Earlier, I wouldn't look for answers in her eyes
When I said, I want a divorce, I was avoiding her eyes
Why, because I couldn't bear to see hatred in her eyes ?
Or I didn't want her to see the like in my eyes
Then today, why did I keep looking towards her?
Did I want to see her reaction on touching me?
Was I trying to read something in her eyes, something which her words had failed to convey?
Was I looking for that glimmer of hope in her eyes?
Did I see it? that made me forget my worries or did I want to go in dreamworld to see it (Sorry this line is filmy I know )
Or was it the feeling of warmth which made me relax?
A feeling which was missing since mummy had started behaving like a stranger?
Goodnight !!!
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