The other day I was tempted to take a "Is your marriage as honest as you think" quiz from a women's mag (I wonder why women's mags have these quizzes and mens mags have the toys that boys need to have to get noticed or how big is your bicep or what women think of their body odour ...)
Ok coming back to the quiz, the drift of the questions was,
1. Do you steal from your husbands purse?
2. Do you watch porn when he is not around?
3. Do you think he logs into your e mail account to spy on you?
and it gets better, for all these psychotic questions if your answer is a NO WAY, then the analysis is, " My dear, you are way too honest and candid in this relationship, you need not share so much with him try to loosen up!!!"
I was thinking about what is trust and honesty and what is 'way tooo honest'...
As a young wife 8 years ago, I remember the way romance was between me and the hub dub,
we were thrilled to share the same cupboard and felt happy looking at our clothes together (graon .. I know) and when I fell sick for the first time, my novice husband made maggie noodles because he thought I would like it. I liked it but he made it adding veggies for the next meal thinking I would really like it (Ya I know, but the thought is what counts right?) May be, that was our first fight!
I was away for a week because I was sick (went to mom - Lalitha's warm folds and heaps of freshly made good food). When I came back, the person who took ages to write a sentence, had written two poems and best still he read them out in the night under the moonlight!
Has romance faded over the years? this might be one of the question some body might ask right?...
for my last birthday I was wooed with music, DVDs in the car seat, under the pillow, inside my bag and what not.
He wakes up early invariably every day to make us tea (never expecting that I should do it once in a week at least)
He knows when to order pizza - on those overworked tiring nights
He watches all my girly flicks and never comments on them (some he really liked too!)
He loves my family, he respects people who are important to me and he connects with all spheres of my life.
The man who never cried in any circumstance, wept when my father passed away
His hugs are tight and his eyes are kind.... this is more than enough romance I need
Ok coming back to the quiz, the drift of the questions was,
1. Do you steal from your husbands purse?
2. Do you watch porn when he is not around?
3. Do you think he logs into your e mail account to spy on you?
and it gets better, for all these psychotic questions if your answer is a NO WAY, then the analysis is, " My dear, you are way too honest and candid in this relationship, you need not share so much with him try to loosen up!!!"
I was thinking about what is trust and honesty and what is 'way tooo honest'...
As a young wife 8 years ago, I remember the way romance was between me and the hub dub,
we were thrilled to share the same cupboard and felt happy looking at our clothes together (graon .. I know) and when I fell sick for the first time, my novice husband made maggie noodles because he thought I would like it. I liked it but he made it adding veggies for the next meal thinking I would really like it (Ya I know, but the thought is what counts right?) May be, that was our first fight!
I was away for a week because I was sick (went to mom - Lalitha's warm folds and heaps of freshly made good food). When I came back, the person who took ages to write a sentence, had written two poems and best still he read them out in the night under the moonlight!
Has romance faded over the years? this might be one of the question some body might ask right?...
for my last birthday I was wooed with music, DVDs in the car seat, under the pillow, inside my bag and what not.
He wakes up early invariably every day to make us tea (never expecting that I should do it once in a week at least)
He knows when to order pizza - on those overworked tiring nights
He watches all my girly flicks and never comments on them (some he really liked too!)
He loves my family, he respects people who are important to me and he connects with all spheres of my life.
The man who never cried in any circumstance, wept when my father passed away
His hugs are tight and his eyes are kind.... this is more than enough romance I need
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Here,I thought of giving a 36 years old heart broken woman's journal entry on love.I got it translated from Romanian and edited a little bit:
"Some say that love is measured in kisses. Others say that love is measured in sweet words spoken at late hours or early morning. Some think that love is measured in sleepless nights, endless phone calls or on promises made. Others would say that love is measured in moments of happiness spent in two. I believe that love can be measured. There are many people who have lost love for not knowing how to appreciate what they have. I have seen a little more deeply into the human soul as they stood together and were accustomed to 'receive' forgetting that love means to share ... to share what you have, starting with the soul."
Wow brother it is beautiful. I do agree with her. Love can be measured in that sense but the parameters are ever changing that is the dynamic factor...
Awwwwww!
I teared up! :)
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