Her sister, the mother of this child and your wife could not survive the crash.
Today she looks like a million bucks, the most beautiful woman on this earth. Today she is pious and the most precious with universe in her eyes. But only if she opens them.
The knot was tied and the vows were exchanged to give a new dimension to love as. As years passed by the bond became stronger and the love deepened. We created a life to celebrate our love and leave a footprint on the future. Each day was fun and fulfilling. She smiled, laughed with work life balance. Except for a slight hint of emptiness in her eyes, which was overshadowed by always too much going on.
She today looks as beautiful as she did on the wedding day or as sparkling after the childbirth. But when did I last stop for a moment in the morning by her side to admire her beauty, her young playful heart. Or when was the last time I appreciated her in that dress. Even though she complained I always reminded her that she was always beautiful to me anyways. But today when I notice she denies to listen.
Marriage is a tough institution. Losing track of small moments over those bigger ones is easy and natural. The emotions that brought two hearts together can take a back seat when practicality drives. There is nothing wrong or right when priorities flip, given we live in a materialistic world. But nature restores woman’s emotions despite all odds vs a man’s. She often suffers ignorance for the same but she is a fighter and keeps coming back. With an expectation of few moments as sweet and silly as those early times, from her man when they were young lovers. A common marriage phenomenon of ‘taking each other for granted’ might not have a definition for all. Appreciating or planning surprises might not be every man’s cup of tea.
But it can be as simple as looking at her and appreciating yourself in choosing her for the life. There was a time when a look was enough to say it all and that time was not silly or just immature.
If for a man a woman ‘says it best when she says nothing at all’ it holds true for men too. If words are hard to find; a look or touch is all that it is.









