Nearly Thirty

I really can't imagine life without IS. Looking back at how far we have come, the number of years we have spent together doing all kinds of things, raising our two lovely children, having good times and not so good times. It has shaped our marriage, a marriage we made so many years ago is still evolving for the future to tell.

As one has aged we are definitely a different couple than what we were when we began. More relaxed and maybe more realistic with each other ... making us less romantic ..... more acceptance, less expectations.

As far as arguments are concerned they were always there, will continue to be there. Maybe less now, agree to disagree most times ... I freeze for many-a-days ..... then thaw ... and then back to normal. It continues with less ego clashes or takeovers. I think we belong to a generation where compromises were the norm of any relationship.

To keep your marriage brimming,
With love in the loving cup,
Whenever you're wrong, admit it;
Whenever you're right, shut up.

- Ogden Nash Quote

There is no real secret to a good marriage. It's a way of life, of being together, being open and truthful. We have still to work at our relationship to make it better so we are closer. Do I ask for a lot ... cause then it will be more difficult for us to part. But nevertheless I know I do have a friend who is sincere and trustworthy.

I wrote this small verse for our 25th anniversary (when he was in Dubai and I in Chennai) which I thought I'd share.

“I want to write a song
About our years twenty-five long.

No poetess, but I’ll try.

It was a dream-like beginning,
All set by fate;
That you be my mate.
Made for each other …….
With all the showered blessings
No tall promises we made;
Yet, there for each other.

Sometimes right;
Sometimes wrong;
We shared a space
Without much
Friction or grimace.

Then came two bundles of joy,
Who were more than just toys.
Adding more to our lives.
Time flew,
As they grew.
A feeling nobody could satisfy.

A man all-aspiring;
Optimistic and real.
Machines, lobsters,
Computers, and toys,
He tampered
In all with great joy.
A Don Quixote of sorts,
He definitely rocks!
This man I love!

Distance lies between us now,
One feels fonder and how.
May Silver turn to Gold;
As we age old.
May happiness and health prevail;
I pray to God that this remains
At this juncture; I am sure;
That I could not have asked for more.”