Thursday, September 3, 2015

Marriage: the dark side of the moon

I, very recently met someone who had just gotten married  too, and moved to the States with her husband and she told me “I feel I have a live-in boyfriend”. WoW, now I want to know that feeling.
From a very young age, I was against this hallowed institution. Among everything, I don’t understand why a woman has to leave her life, her belongings, her life-choices and in some cases identity, to move into a stranger’s house and make it her own. She has to go through a sea of change in just about every respect while for the boy, it’s a few days of festivities and then getting on with his usual life. Marriage is a charm indeed , but that charm is only discovered in freedom and individuality. You need to be allowed to be who you are in order to feel the bliss. Otherwise it is a stifling rope around the neck, only getting tighter with every passing year.

I have had the good fortune of living with my in-laws from the initial months of the marriage. Although this is teaching me the sunny-side of happy housekeeping, it makes you enjoy marriage in moderation, within limits and with obvious & understandable restrictions. I sometimes feel like I still haven’t seen the “husband” side of my husband because he still living his “ghar ka baccha” role out.
People keep asking me “How does it feel to be married?” “Does it feel any different?” Although my answer to them is politically correct always, I still don’t know what the feeling is because there is so much more to be felt. 

No comments:

Post a Comment