LIFE IS LIKE THAT!!!

                     I guess this is why all women call this the best time of their lives; the day when you are where you always wanted to be. The first time you are going to be his. Yes today morning was my wedding. I am waiting for my prince to melt my heart again. Oops, he is my husband now . Some things will be tough getting used to. Top of the list will be touching his feet reverently without laughing while he tries to pull a prank or two. Meet me Mrs Veena Sukhinder.  I have had my make -up and with my heavy clothes I am here waiting in the bed and where on earth is he now? Men are like that, they want you always and when you offer yourself to them on a palate, they’ll get nervous. But I don’t think my prince, oops again, he is my husband I forget, I don’t  that he is a nervous guy. He is Mr Lazy in every little thing save his air force duty. Oh yes, I am the girl who beat you all. My hubby is an air-force pilot. That’s the pride that I have in being his wife. I don’t mind losing my identity, my surname or myself for being his wife. I love him and tonight’s the start of the journey with him. He drives everything well; bikes, planes etc. I guess I am ready for the long journey with him.  I am hearing his footsteps in the corridor, my God he is near. I am nervous now. I sank my head between my knees; I do that whenever I am nervous. Last time I did that was when I was waiting for my semester results. I am thinking of unromantic things before the most amazing night I am going to have or has it already begun? I felt a touch I guess.

“Am I late madam?” I heard his voice, hubbbbbyyyy you’re here, I thought.

“ You can never be on time” I feigned anger.

“ Well today is special I guess, so I was getting prepared you know?” I couldn’t help but smile. He pressed my wrists. I guess I blushed too much. He held the part of my cheek that protruded out of my knee-tent.

I guess I need to practise more. He won. It is time to lose me. I lifted my head, I guess he saw the love in my eyes, I felt the same passion in his touch.

“I love you Mrs Veena” he said, I know this is his abracadabra when I am angry.

“No” I said “ just Mrs Sukhinder”. I couldn’t pretend more. I hugged him tight and rested in the place where I could hear his heart chant my name. Time passed like tortoise and I loved every passing second or must I say that I lived in every passing second. If this is how my future is to be, I must say “THANK YOU GOD”. Tears slipped and I had wet his shirt before I knew. He held my face in his right hand and flicked those tears with his finger. “baby I never thought that I would break my promise on the first day” he flashed a smile.

“You know how to win me don’t you?” I said to him wiping my tears and going back to his chest “these are happy tears honey”. He simply said a “Hmmm”, when he says that it means that he is in a mood to listen and do things for me. I see a chance to go for it now. “Will you do whatever I ask from you now hubby” I asked him. He put my head on the pillow and stroked my hair off my forehead.

“Yes I will” he said and planted a gentle kiss on my forehead.

This is it, go for it, my heart told. “Sukhi, you have promised me, I want to wear your uniform now, pleeeaaaaase” He fell for the trap, this was one thing I always wanted to do but this patriotic officer never allowed me to wear it.

“Hey cheater” he said “this is cheating”  and he rose in a moment and began backing off towards the cupboard to save his uniform.

 “You promised this, your wife’s first wish!” I guess the word wife worked wonders and I hope it always does. In a minute I was wearing his WHITE Mig 21 fighter pilot uniform. I kissed his name plate on the shirt. He was mine, wherever he might be.  

“Happy now?” he asked.

“Soooooooo happy “ I said and hugged him tightly.

“ Now it is my turn” he said advancing towards me and held my face.

“Yes whatever you wish for” I said “ and please don't be late” I closed my eyes and I thought that this was the time I was always dreaming of, to be in his arms day in and day out, to breathe his breath and make his fragrance my perfume. I heard a knock. I FORGOT MILK!  Aunty told that so many times. He was already attending to the door. I saw aunty crying and asking him not to do something.  He was adamant against her wish. He turned back with a pale face and it finally dawned on me, every officer’s wife’s worst nightmare.

  

               He gave me a briefing but I only heard the words “I have to go”. He did not even turn back to see me, this deserves a fight, my heart told. I was weeping. I wanted to cry badly so I hid my face between my knees and started to sob. I felt an all familiar touch again. I looked at who it was with my eyes. IT WAS HIM. My joy was unbound; I hugged him tightly and cried loudly.

“ You did not even turn back to see me” I punched his chest “ don’t touch me, go away” I pushed him back.

There was no emotion in his eyes, he was so cold.

“MY SHIRT Veena” he said and it finally dawned on me.

I guess life is like that, little love and lot of longing. See you prince, oops husband; fight well for your country now and your wife will live and wait to fight with you another day, my heart bade farewell.

    

      THANKS FOR READING BUDDY!!

Blanket and roses. P.S: With some love ...

I do really know why my boss called me here. A so called 'performance analysis' meeting which is an invitation for lay-offs. My heart is in my mouth, so is Archie's , Kelvin's , Jon's and others in their respective mouths. We all feel that Archie, with only her name in common with the greeting card company is the next one to go. But she's been cosying with the boss Daniel to get me out of here. I regret calling Daniel 'motor mouth' because he may be signing my dismissal in a few hours. I am forced to think about Michelle. She came out to live with me and i am going to be sacked, stop paying bills and stay at home and watch her cry. B.S man, this sucks and in he comes 'motor mouth' aka Daniel, my boss. Whatever happens i love you Michelle, still my girl friend and will be my wife if all goes well and Archie the bitch goes out of Archie the greeting card retail.

                                                    Oh boy, here  it goes, " Hello my colleagues, we all know the rise of the pop up and fancy cards in the market, with the decline of the meaningful cards we are forced to change our strategy and increase the fancy cards production, so it is inevitable" motor mouth said and clasped his hands, I could bet  he looked at me menacingly. This is it Michelle baby, i am going home. My thoughts were interrupted with the second part of his speech. "Before going for lay-offs, it is my duty to retain the best talent among you, so two people will be selected from your group for permanency" i saw a chance, one is definitely Archie, the competition is for the other spot. "To do that i ask you all to write for a romantic greeting card, 'the lover boy tries to woo his girl' is the theme of the card and you will start after your break, so see you" he said and left straight away. Archie followed straight to his cabin and her job is secure. I feel devastated. I saw my colleagues cursing Archie.
                                       
                                          "Hello Michelle, it is me here" i used my break effectively. "Yes honey, wassup?" she said. "Honey umm most probably i am coming home soon"
" Oh that is sweet, i will make marshmallows, we'll watch a movie, waiting to cuddle with you , can you come soon, pleeaaasseee" she said at 2000 words per minute and blew a few kisses.
"Michelle baby, i guess i am getting sacked" that came at 50 words per minute from me.
"Whoaa, motor mouth did that?" she asked, she knew my office people and their nicknames.
"Yes dear and he gives me theme to write at last before sacking which is 'the lover boy tries to woo his girl' "
"that is cool, you do that often Jim baby" she said
"Dont kid baby, it is over i guess, my dream of writing for the best cards, it is over"
"baby dont give up, you woo me like how easily you blow a candle" she assured "you can write about this".
I couldn't help but laugh " Like what was the thing i bought for our home lately, a single blanket and few roses for you, is that romantic?" i was skeptical.
" Yeaahhhhh you are the most romantic boyfriend ever, just imagining us cuddle at night in a single blanket gives me goosebumps in the day" i could imagine her leaning on the wall and miss me, she is like that, ever loving and always optimistic.
" You want me to write about blanket and roses, that is the best i can think baby"
"Then do that and dont forget baby, this is for us"
"I will do my best honey"
"I meant the blanket , it is for me, don't think about motor mouth and Archie when you write, focus baby"
 I laughed and the phone was cut, no sensors here, just timers. Prepaid calls run out sooner than a wink.

                                                  I thought a poem, people finished their lunches and trickled  in. Time was getting over.

I scribbled something that came to my mind, for you Michelle, hopefully Mrs. Michelle Jim Sandlers soon.

 "My sweetheart, I wish I were the velvet sky 'cause my eyes are never enough to marvel at your beauty , I want those million stars above , the thick clouds as blanket and the lonely sea to bathe with only YOU   

My dearest baby, God makes flowers blossom when I sleep because when I am awake he knows that I will not let him steal your fragrance, that brightest rose is red because she blushed once when you walked past her". i finished mine.

 I felt a touch on my shoulder. Oops motor mouth! he took my slip.

"Friends i guess i have decided the two people for recommendations" He sensed an anticipation, once he built up enough "The first person is Archie" , we all know that  i thought "and the next person has so far been the first name for lay off but this piece I cant let it go anywhere, I see this as a best seller " he said breaking the chain of abusive thoughts that i had directed at him. Actually he was waving my slip which meant "This was the best Jim, it is you, Congratulations". He held my hand and congratulated me.

"Thank you Michelle" i said , oops " Daniel sir" i corrected 

P.S Description about Jim's and Michelle's appearances were avoided because of a small belief that true love never looks at the face but at the heart.

THANKS AGAIN FOR YOUR TIME, FRIEND.