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April 2016 Gulbarga

April, a month that always haunted me after what happened in 2011. But there they says, there is a sunrise after every dark night. Therefore,  not to miss, every April after 2011 came with a new memory in making for me.

April 2012- one of the best years of our life. Preparing for exams together and waiting to be placed.

April 2013- offer letters arrived with a new pain of separation.

April 2014- A tiny repitation  of the past which made both of us stronger.

April 2015-best holiday of our lifetime. Beer,  beaches and us.

And then it came, the most awaited April of my life till date.

April 2016

This was the first after we ringed each other, after we exchanged garlands. This was the first time I didn’t have to lie/hide from anyone to be with my love. This was the first time I could take my own decision and inform my parents. Yes its official now!

And I did it. One not-so-fine Sunday, I booked my one-way ticket to ‘my heaven’ . Yes it was my heaven, where my prince charming lives. Where  there is no tension of office, where there is no frustration of being alone. Where there is no sleeping empty stomach, where there is no wetting pillows all night. Where there is peace of mind and love in  his arms. Where there is no pain of separation, where there is no fear of lie, where there is no fight in between, where there is endless love and laughter. Doesn’t  that looks like a perfect gateway? It indeed is. That’s why I call it ‘my heaven’ 

A heaven, where you don’t need angels to serve you but you create your own angels in yourselves. And my this tiny heaven stays in Gulbarga, a small conservative city in Karnataka. I knew nothing about the place when I Came. But now I know many folds to this beautiful island of mine. An island surrounded with not water but love and respect. Love of my very own husband. I read many pages of his unknown chapters for the first time. And non-the-less to say I discovered his deeper feelings for me which I know he can’t even disclose. 

Being housewife, sounds like household chores. Yes its true. It’s a fact actually. We call them housewives who stay at home, cook, wash, clean and wait for their husbands to come back from work with some or the other good news. This is exactly what I wanted to do. I wanted to live one month of my mother or mother-in-laws’s life. And let me tell you, it’s mesmerizing. 

I was afraid at first. Being a working woman, who hates to cook and wash clothes everyday,how will I do that? But at the same time I was confident on being a Woman. A woman always has hidden powers, remember? Therefore I did it. And I did it all quite successfully. At least I am satisfied. That’s what matters right? 

And again I am afraid, I am afraid of going back to my old routine. My return tickets were booked and there I was, scared even of putting my stuff into a bag. It was a feeling of separating them from their very soul. But… Yes there is a always a but… 

But, remembering this April will always cherish me. This rejuvenating One month I had with my husband was like cherry on the top of a regular cake. I know there are millions of days like this to come, zillions of memories to be build. But the laughter, the smiles, the cuddles, the love, the short trips,  the cooking, the talks we shared are so much burdenless. A relief from the outside world. 

And even after spending our honeymoon in ‘God’s own country-Munnar’, I would say that this is our real honeymoon. I am so thankful to me for being so bold and to my love for giving me the strength to take bold decisions once in a while. 

This was me in April 2016 and it’s 2018 now. And let me update you with my current status. I along with my husband live in a 2bhk in one of the most beautiful states in the country. Everything is as perfect as it looks with our jobs, our passion, our bonding. I am still learning him and he is still teaching me life 😉 On being homemaker or working woman. I proudly say that I am both. In fact we both are both. We both work we both do house chores. We both strengthen each other. That’s what’s spouses are for. Right? Then we must be doing it right 😁

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