A bottle of water which is always on my table is what makes me go through my tough day. Its always there beside me when I sleep. But never once in the day, ever, I think about it; because its always there!
After spending a lot of money on my training, I wanted time to practice but for a married man, time is a luxury :). It is something which is not his.
But how could I know this? I have been married for only 4 years now!
I badly wanted to study but i thought it was the demands of married life which were pulling me back.
Voila! I was extremely excited about thinking of the time I am going to spend in books when Preeti would be away with the kids to Punjab! And when she did go, I created a perfect rhythm for myself the first 2-3 days.
But then something happened!!!
The rhythm broke! Books started gathering Dust! Dust started gathering on the desk, on the laptop and on the floor. Time just lingered and I lingered with it.
Was it Laziness or was it Loneliness? I don't know!
Once in a while when you don't find the bottle of water anywhere in your reach, you feel like a fish out of a pond. The feeling was similar. My bottle of water was in Punjab. She was my dose of the day. She was supposed to be there everyday.
Little did I think that it is her who creates my rhythm and without her, the rhythm looses its beat, it looses the music.
I love you Preet and I did take you for granted for which I am extremely ashamed!
Will do anything to make it up to you.
Manu
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I strongly believe that wives should go on vacation atleast twice a year so that husbands realize their importance :)
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