The two
weeks went in a very chaotic mode. I still couldn’t decide what to get him for
our very first wedding anniversary.
Recollecting
the series of festivities, that happened since we were together.
My birthday
– iPod shuffle
Valentine
day’s – Broken cupid kiss mug (Courtesy: The Online Store packers and the courier
team)
His Birthday:
A Fossil Watch (Casual heavy accessory not allowed at office and Now “I” wear
it when we step out for grocery shopping on weekends).
These were
before our wedlock. Aahhh!!! Those were the days of real tingling and ticklish
finger for each hand holding ritual that was supposed to happen as a couple.
The “I really wanna see you” s were all as meaningful as a couple coz u seldom
get to meet each other.
Next was the
Big Day: We were tying the knot. J . I was splashing happiness all over
like a water sprinkler does to a lawn. J
It was going
to be exactly a year after the day and I am still not ready with a thought of
what to gift him. The road through internet will always be slower as ever. It
might take a week or two to get it delivered.
I had got
habituated to naughty nosy and sarcastic friends and so their gift ideas could
bring to the things I should not get him as a gift. A bibliophilic husband is
very hard to impress and surprise. The backrest shelf of my queen sized bed
already had enough for his and even my diet for another year or so. So I gave
up the idea of another book.
Out of
office stress, you know “the work stress”, I took a tea break and sat in
contemplation and started scribbling my mind. It turned out to be a letter to
my husband. “Perfect” :D . “How much more romantic can I be?” was the expression of accomplishment on my
tired face. I posted it to him at my own address and slept peacefully to a
lovely weekend.
Fridays and
weekends are the best days of the week. You know why? All the other days are
“Getting there days”. J. Especially Fridays give me a feel of walking out into a
fresh fragrant garden with a cool breeze and a full day supply of coke and
finger chips.
Nikki (my
nephew and family who had come to visit) had a hard time talking to me. I was
told that he was shy talking to good looking females (the fact is evident).
Once the
four zeroes (00:00) strike I could handover the two pairs of non-leather
reversible formal belts secretly hidden in my office bag. J. Chilled Sprite is the best cocktail
topping for a Captain Morgan Recipe. Yummy yum.
Yippie..!!
All set. And Wait… Wait.. Wait … zzzzzzz… buzzzz…. No dozing off… Wait …
Wait??? What time is it? OMG :O… It’s 2:30 in the morning…
Sneak
Peak…!!!
TV flickers
..“… Hasn’t it been a roller
coaster… puts in a splendid ball and the German defenders are caught napping.
But Palacio's first touch is ” [Guys.. Please don’t expect me to redo the highlights]. FIFA World Cup Finals.
That’s when
I remembered Maradona’s words with all my heart – “… Messi,
I could give you heaven if possible…"
The moonlight in the room started to mix itself with self-reproach. His fabricated wistful appearance grew me more annoyed.
4:00 AM - I continued watching Big Bang theory episode 2 Season 6. (giggles) It’s too funny, guys. The Howard in the space station episode. (hehehehe). I actually was enjoying the anniversary night “all by myself” watching 5 of those hilarious episodes.
The only
displeasure I had at the moment was that he received my passionate letter the
very day. I in fact wished “Back to the future” movie was actual so that I
could stop myself from getting the “letter” idea. I could have relaxed and enjoyed
two peaceful weeks. But I somehow managed to bring-in a twinkling tear to make
him feel more ashamed of missing the first anniversary: happy hours with such a
lovely beautiful caring and what not WIFE. Yes!!!!
J
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