Saturday, February 6, 2016

Laughter The Essence of Happy Marriage



“This post is a part of #LoveAndLaughter activity at BlogAdda in association with Caratlane.”

Tomorrow is our wedding day. I look back at the 13 beautiful years of our marriage with gratefulness and a thankful heart. There have been so many good memories and the not so good ones. But still, all these have made the marriage stronger and the bond tighter.

The husband has a superb seventh sense, I do not know whether to say that it is telepathy or not. But this literally stuns me.

We live in the Middle East, and during my first delivery, I came to my maternal house. I was admitted to the hospital, just before my due date because the hospital was quite far.

At around 1 AM, my pains started and you know what? At that very moment, the cell phone began to ring. It was my husband calling from Dubai. I was really stunned.
There are so many instances similar to the above one.

Once we were in Goa and we trekked the mountains to reach the Doodhsagar waterfalls. My son was a little kid at that time and he had a bright orange ball.

I took it in my hand, and the husband advised me to leave the ball in the car. But I did not take the warning seriously. I thought the son might need it if he gets bored.

So we made our way through the hard and rocky passage. There were some monkeys, some beautiful birds and plenty of beautiful scenery.

I was immersed in the surrounding beauty. The sound of the gushing waters, the tweeting birds, and the lush green forest. The gentle breeze, the pleasant climate with a sprinkle from the blue heavens now and then.

I was transferred to another world soaking up every natural beauty that Mother Nature has to offer.
Suddenly I felt a small tap on my hand. I really did not give it a thought. 

The next moment I could feel that someone was trying to snatch away something from me.
Turning back, I got the fright of my life.

There was a big monkey trying to grab my ball. I gave the loudest, the longest shout of my life. The monkey looked puzzled and ran away from that place.  

Actually, I was the last one to climb the mountain. Everybody has gone before me. Hearing my cries, the husband was the first one to come running to see what had happened to me.

I still had the ball in my hand and was standing there as if I have seen a ghost. After I told the people my story everybody started to laugh till there were tears in their eyes.

I too joined the laughter with all the confused monkeys looking at us. It was a really wonderful day. And this golden memory is etched in my mind as if it only happened yesterday.



Take care

Swarnam