Their stories vividly tell us how a husband’s role in parenting has the potential to change a woman’s life for good or bad. And the relationship between them, as well!
Christy says, “Marriage and love has nothing to do with success or failure. It has everything to do with how two people, in love with each other, are able to handle both.” And Mrs. Missy reflects, “The problem is not with him, but the society and the people he has been raised with.”
At the end of the day, we don’t live with her religions and castes. It’s the love and understanding from our loved ones that make us live. Please don’t break the latter for the blind anchor you find in the former.
Ananya says, “They say, when you truly wish for something, the universe will conspire to get you at it. Now that I am writing this, standing in life as his beloved girlfriend, I cannot but accept what this little Secret book says.”
Falling in love is being unable to stop yearning for that someone’s presence. Yes, friends are fun being with. But a relationship is a feed for your emotional being.
Anitha says, “I often thought of the idea behind the lost opportunity to grow old together as a couple, a human tendency to think the grass is always greener on the other side!”
We stand at the end of the A to Z series on marital relationships. What stands out as the essence of all love relationships is the zest for camaraderie – the innate need of a companionship! We have 11 guests (celebrities, in my terms) today, who are at various stages of relationships in their lives who obliged to share a few lines from their real-life experiences.
The depth of our habituation to repeat a certain way of our thought processing, words and behaviour speak for how we treat each other’s strengths and weaknesses. What we constantly need is a break – a break from the cycles and routines that keep ruling us. Re-inventing ourselves – our emotions and projections – is one of the keys to bring peace to marital homes. This, precisely, is where I see marriages soar or sour! And remember, sometimes, we have to come to terms that somethings are never going to change, and it is futile to be dissatisfied over what is not in our hands.
Death of your spouse rips down a substantial part of this bundle. And what remains is the naked you. What held and covered your propensities is no longer there. When you had to reach out for comfort and safety, when you wanted to cling to an anchor – to either lean on or vent out, or when you simply needed an opinion, there was another human you wouldn’t be afraid of disclosing your vulnerability. Marriage builds that space for us, to let loose what we otherwise wouldn’t. And, when that promised space turns non-existential one day, a portion in you turns barren. The void it forms in your being can only get heavier with days until with time, the leftovers of your bundle come to terms to life’s actuality.
Widowhood! Having been contemplating on love relationships for quite a while now, it is hard to be here; on the grave of one of the spouses. In the last two posts, I talked about the final days of the couple together and how the hide-and-seek that death plays on each other can be intimidating for…