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The Journey

October 24, 2011

She had to move to a small town in Tamil Nadu, where the man she was married to was working as a medical representative. Leaving her parents, sister and her job, to adapt to the family she has moved into, as her own. Her husband continued to hang around with his friends in his free time, never realizing there was someone at home feeling home sick and lonely. Not that it was deliberate; he was not mature enough to know the real significance of the relationship.

The delivery of her first son was traumatic. A near death experience. It had to be a C section because of her physical structure. As she lay unconscious, before coming out of the anesthesia, her BP dropped. There was a mad rush to get her the blood she needed. The child was howling away with hunger. He prayed fervently that nothing should happen to her. A realization of how much she meant to him.

She moved with him to Andhra Pradesh, with their one year old son. His traveling job meant that she had to take care of the son, for most times on her own, from sickness and pain. In course of time, she had to follow him to wherever his transfers and promotions took him. The responsibility of setting up shop at each of these places was hers, as he did not have the time for all that.

The birth of their second son was problematic too. There were some blockages in his intestines, and the doctors had given only a 50% chance for survival. Fortunately she came to know of this only later. He had to go through a tense period before everything resolved itself.

She took utmost care of the children. For her the children came first in her set of priorities. And today, if they are doing very well academically and otherwise, the credit goes entirely to her, as he would be busy with his work that concerns a lot of travel.

But for her, he would not be half the man he is now. But there have been times where he had wanted to strangle her, whenever she made some observations that were unnervingly true and because truth, most times hurt.

The journey so far has been filled with periods of happiness, sadness, doubts, fear, uncertainties, contentment, and pure joy. A journey that was worth every second of it and a journey he wishes that would continue on forever. For she is always THE WOMAN for him. Today is yet another milestone in their journey. Wish them well.

A very happy DIWALI to you and your family.

PIC courtesy: INTERNET

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10 Comments leave one →
  1. October 24, 2011 08:39

    Happy anniversary dear Govind. Wishing you many more years of togetherness, love, joy, health and cheer.

    Joy always,
    Susan

    Thank you Sus. Joy together? Married men say it’s an oxymoron. 🙂

  2. October 24, 2011 11:02

    Aha! Would you believe, I knew where this one was going 🙂 Though of course, I had forgotten the date!
    Happy Anniversary to both of you! May you be blessed with much more of all the good things it takes, on this journey together 🙂
    Thanks a lot Usha. How are you now? Feeling much better I trust.

    • October 30, 2011 23:22

      Yes. Much better, thank you. Still a ways to go, but feeling that I will get there!

      Usha, great to hear this. Get well fast. We want to you up and running writing. 🙂

  3. shail permalink
    October 24, 2011 11:57

    This time I am on time. A very happy anniversary to you both. If you don’t feel like strangling each other now and then, it seems its not a marriage worth having (So say the wise, whoever THEY are) 😀 And another thing is that the wife is always unnervingly right in what she says (said by the same wise ones whoever THEY are). Glad to know you are both measuring up! 😉

    • October 25, 2011 08:13

      Thanks Shail.
      I heard that these wise men whoever THEY are, are not married.
      My wife is still trying to measure up but still remains at a lowly 5 ft. ( I can hear ‘Oh,he thinks he is Amitabh Bachchan’ in the back-ground). 🙂

  4. charusree permalink
    October 24, 2011 12:16

    Best wishes on your anniversary!

    Thank you Charu. 🙂

  5. October 24, 2011 12:45

    Happy Anniversary! Remember, the WIFE is always right.

    Gaurav

    Thank you Babuman. Yes the wife is always RIGHT. 🙂

  6. October 24, 2011 12:50

    Oh is it ur anniversary Sir? Many more happy returns of the day. Thank God you did not do anything which you have intended to.I was wondering how a soft natured person like you can ever think of strangling. however, i was perturbed by the way u and ur wife have suffered in your journey till now. may both of u be happiness personified hereafter for the rest of your life.

    Thank you Ram. I wouldn’t call it suffering. It is just polishing. Soft natured ? Me? You don’t know me enough. 🙂

  7. Sujatha Selvakumar permalink
    October 24, 2011 16:31

    “An anniversary is a time to celebrate the joys of today, the memories of yesterday, and the hopes of tomorrow”

    Hai sir, you have made the above quote true.

    I can really understand the true affection your wife has towards you and your family and also your hardwork to nurture your family.

    Thanks Sujatha. Don’t believe whatever is written here. 🙂

  8. momofrs permalink
    October 31, 2011 10:50

    Very late here…but here’s wishing that you and your wife have the best in life in this amazing journey 🙂
    (I did try my hand at writing a couplet….but I guess I’m just not gifted enough for it 😦 )

    Momofrs, Thanks for your wishes. I take it as the advance wishes for next year, which makes your greetings the first for next year. 🙂 :). Don’t worry about the couplets, it comes easily only to the idiots & the idlers and not for the wise & the busy ones. 🙂

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