Being a Delhi-ite, I was always habitual of having my own
space. And the definition of that space meant that whenever I would want to be
alone, I would just shut down from the world. Completely! And that too without
feeling guilty about it. But since the day I got married, I have not been able
to get an inch of that space, and I must confess that I have nothing to
complain. Just a week of my marriage had made me realize that I couldn’t live
with my wife, Neetu and neither could I live without her! Being with her was a
strange combination of love and irritation.
After a year of our sweet and sour married life, both of us
decided to quit our corporate jobs and take up travel as our full-time
occupation. Doubtlessly, we had to face significant protests from our family,
but we managed to convince them. Had we been single, we would have to convince
our families until death about our decision, but I must say that just a stamp
of marriage in the Indian society works wonders. We did not have to put in much
efforts to talk our parents into our choice. They just hesitated for a while
and then happily agreed. Their only concern was the safety of my wife, which I
assured them that I would take care of her at all times.
Being in India, we have to take extra caution to be on the
safe side at all times, because of which Neetu feels irritated at times. We
also have our own share of arguments, surprises, and sincere pranks, which keep
our relationship alive. On our journeys throughout the world, we have met
several couples who have much more experience of travel than us, but they are
still very grounded beings than us. It feels great to be with such people and
learn from them.
Being in the constant company of my wife does make me miss
my bachelorhood, but it is a great feeling to be with her. I must say I am
lucky that she shares the same ideology as mine. We want the same things from
life, have the same taste for food, and the same liking for people. All these
factors make it easy to be with each other. We do fight at times, but those
arguments are just a way to vent out the frustration that builds up with time.
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