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Frolic Friday – My Hubby is not going to fight for me.

When you fall in Love with your Prince Charming, the love of your life; you have a vision of how he will turn out to be. Like you expect that he will take care of you for the rest of life; he will not let anyone else come between both of you; he will not give up on you, ever; he will not allow any one else to put claim on you, on your love….. etc, etc.

I was hoping the same…. alas. 😦 

My heart broke few days back, when another fellow came between us. He literally dragged me by my hand and took me away from my husband; and my strong built husband didn’t even said a single word. He just let me go, so easily. 😥

My Hubby is not going to fight for me.

It so happened, that one fine day I was watching a romantic movie with my hubby, sitting on our couch, sipping tea and laughing at the silly jokes in the movie. It was like one of those life’s small happy moments. I was cherishing all this, when suddenly my youngest, three-year old son, Renne, came to us.

‘MAMMA’, he said, literally shouting, ‘don’t sit here‘.

I asked, ‘why’?

He replied with irritable tone now, ‘Don’t sit with Papa. Come to my side‘, pointing towards our loveseat couch.

I was not surprised, Renne has always been a mamma boy. If would have been a kangaroo, he would have never come out of my pouch.

I said to him, ‘ sweetie, I am sitting with Papa here. You sit on your couch. I will come later‘.

‘No’, he replied. This time he was sort of angry, not only on me but on his Papa too. I sensed it from the way, he looked at him. ‘Come to my side. Don’t sit with Papa‘.

He was blatant about it.

But I want to sit with Papa. I love him too‘, I said.

No, you love only me‘, he replied.

By this time, I was looking for some help, some support and I turned to my husband.

My husband, the love of my life, my savior, my soulmate….. ‘Why are you not saying anything? Say something to Renne‘.

Hubby – ‘What can I say? I don’t want to come between you two. I can’t fight with him.‘ :O 

Arghh!!!

See, he gave up, so easily.

Renne won.

My Hubby is not going to fight for me.

Till movie last, he was holding my hand, as if I could have run away. He didn’t even let me go pee. Thank God! He is my son and not a possessive boyfriend/husband.

God, save the girl, he is going to marry some day.

Coming to my husband, he slept on the couch that day.

Wednesday Words – Do Not Marry a Tall Guy

 

Abhishek Singh
Abhishek Singh

Marrying a tall guy is like marrying your Prince Charming, but even Mr. Charming comes into your life with pros and cons…. remember snow white’s love struggle. 😮

Point taken. So, once you decide to get married to a tall guy, there will be some pros and many cons too…. I will not share much of the details, just one interesting one or should I say, most irritating habit of my tall hubby – Abhishek Singh.

I became a victim of it, in the very first few days of our married life, when I asked him to hang a small mirror for me, near the basin. You know, I love mirrors, specially when I am in it 😀 He obliged. Such a good husband. Right?? 😉

Wait for it……… and there it was…. A mirror on the wall, only problem, it was only showing my forehead. just my forehead…. rest of me was nowhere in the mirror. 😦 Yes!!!! He placed it as per his height. “I can clearly see my face. Look! What else you want?”, he said, seeing my dissatisfied (more like angry wife) look. 😡

I understood at that time, that it’s going to be long road ahead.

Now, my car keys are over the fridge top, my phone somehow get landed there too, along with mails and my watch…. just within the reach of my hubby, and out from me. His wallet too. I can understand the car keys and the rest. I can live with or without them… But, His wallet??? Are you kidding me? How many tricks I have to do now, to get a hold of his wallet, daily? Is he playing smart? I doubt. :-/

Abhishek Singh

Abhishek Singh

Everything in my home, is now placed at the topmost shelf. Sometimes I use chair, table or my kids toys (I just throw the toys at things, till they fall down 😐 or something else falls. You can always blame kids if anything goes wrong). Whenever I  confront him, he would say, ‘I have put it on the top shelf so the kids don’t reach’, But, that much higher?? seriously? Leave kids, even I can not reach there. 😡

Height of it was, when he put all of my shoes in top shelf of our shoe cupboard. Actually he used three cartons and put all of my beautiful sandals and shoes to the top. Reason – ‘kids create a mess with your shoes.’ 😦

Sometimes I use it to my advantage too. Like when he ask me to give him car keys, or his credit card. I would just say, ‘Oh, It’s so high, I just couldn’t reach, Please help yourself’ 😉

Or, ‘ Can you please bring me my shoes. It’s at the top, you see.’

I am smart too. 😛