Part Seven
The first few months of my married life always filled with warmth whenever I think back. The transition of knowing your wife, liking her and eventually loving her makes me relive those days every moment of my life.
As my professional commitments grew, my wife sort of managed everything and suddenly I became so dependent on her for daily little things. It kind of felt good and made me love her more and more each and every passing day.
Then came the day which I still curse when I look back. As I opened my office id, I was graced with more of my sister’s emails than office emails. I rarely reply to the usual how are you and other similar messages nowadays. I answered only when she asked something important or when I had to say something. I started to go through the recent one which said-
You don’t talk to me
You are not even online
You don’t share anything these days
And I don’t even know if you are reading my emails
You have changed a lot :’(
I was really enraged and immediately replied
Don’t bluff ok
What do you want me to share?
I shared all my crushes, the moment I joined college and passed out of it, my first job, first salary and literally everything..
What more do you want me to share?
Tell me?!
I would share if anything significant happens and you know it.
I don’t insist on coming online due to our time difference but you won't understand and continue your nagging.
We both are adults now, for God's sake, grow up.
You are even a mom of 2 kids, behave like one.
I pressed send and then realized, what have I done?
As usual, that day was crap and it went worse when she cut my call. I thought what if she doesn’t accept my apology. Suddenly I had an idea to call her husband. I was relieved when he picked up the phone. His voice told me that I called at the wrong time for which I was sorry. I explained and admitted everything to Jiju.
Jiju: How many times will you say sorry. It's okay yaar.
Me: Let me talk to her. She even cut my call, she never does that.
Jiju: Hey no, she just slept a few min ago and that ringtone disturbed her so I instantly cut it. Not her.
Me: She was awake this late? Like 3 am?
Jiju: She was upset, you know how she is. You at the office?
I cursed myself, she probably cried. I forgot how sensitive she can be.
Me: Just got over
Jiju: I will take care. Don’t worry.
My colleagues called me if I wanted a ride home and I had cut the call reluctantly after Jiju’s reassurances.
I apologized later and she did say it was okay and insisted that I forget about it.
Our video calls and overall calls for that matter, reduced considerably to once a month affair. She did share a lot of pictures but she was the one who took them, so she was not even in one of them. My behavior which hurt her would kill me one day for sure. The only solace was my wife.
Days passed and I moved on from that incident. My wife and I moved to a country side independent home and it took much of our time and energy to get settled. At last every second was worth it.
One day my wife announced that we were pregnant. Her admission was cute and it still runs in front of eyes. I was so elated that, that day was undoubtedly the best days of my life. I molded my work hours to cater her needs due to her terrible morning sickness. People easily recognized the good news as my face had a permanent smile etched on my face.
My wife and I chose her birthday to reveal the good news to our families back in India. Their reaction was out of the world. It was instantly planned that my In-laws would be coming as soon as possible and a few months later nearly during our due date, my parents too.
It was now the time to call my sister. I felt my wife was the appropriate person to do the honors as she was very excited. They were going on and on and on and I was like what the hell are they talking about so much?!
I was hurt when my wife cut the call and came to hug me. When I didn’t reciprocate, she looked at me with questioning eyes, for which I had no answer. The silence was broken by the ringing of the mobile.
BFF SuNsHiNe calling
I told my wife it was nothing and kissed her forehead. She went off to do her chores and I went to the balcony, cut the call and called the same number.
My sister[MS]: you won't change that dirty habit of yours, huh
Me: I am sorry
MS: for what?
Me: I was rude
MS: when?
Me: I shouldn’t have sent that email
MS: I am done through that yaar. Come out of it
Me: Then why didn’t you text for so many days?
MS: I call your wife, we are ganging up on you
Me: Really!!
I was surprised
MS: If not you, then her, she giggled
you know me
Me: Ya, you are awful, do you know what she stored your name as?
MS: Kya?
Me: BFF Sunshine
MS: Aww..really..thats so sweet of her, dekhke sikho kuch, waise I stored her name as Babylicious
Me: What is that?! My wife is not to be named after something to eat. Tum bhi na
MS: Yours is Cutiepie
Me: Come on yaar, I am not cutiepie
MS: For me you are, waise who sab chodo, hearty congratulations, buddy, I am going to be a bua and I am loving it already.
Me: Haan haan
MS: You excited?!!
Me: I am nervous yaar. I can't even describe that feeling
MS: Hota hai yaar and don’t worry, you would make everything right
Me: Don’t say that. Last time I messed up
MS: Phir se wahi baat, move on baba, and I will still say that you would make everything right
Me: Don’t start that again
MS: Jao phir nahi bolti mein
She cut the call. My Fierce Nagging baby was back.
I kept calling her and at last, she picked it up God knows when..
MS: What now?
Me: Nothing, just wanted to hear you curse me
MS: Go to hell, hamesha bakwaas hi karte ho tum
I started laughing but I couldn’t hear anything on the other side
Me: Hello, you there?
MS: Yyaar don’t go to hell, abhi toh baby bhi aane wala hai
Me: Seriously, you are something else
I burst into another round of laughter
MS: chup kar yaar, you have to look after them
Me: Ya I will
MS: Waise I like that you both wanted to keep the gender of the baby as a surprise
Then we talked about everything that came to our mind. She teased me for doing all the household chores and cooking. She also gave suggestions to fulfill my wife’s carvings, to take her to evening walks and importance of her postures and all. It was indeed valuable.
Well, what do I say, those months of our pregnancy were the most demanding, physically exhausting and emotionally draining days of my life. Now that I look back, those were the only memories I cherish of us.
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Translations:
Jiju: Brother-in-law
Yaar: friend/pal/buddy
Kya: what?
Dekhke sikho kuch, waise: see and learn, by the way
Tum bhi na: You are really something else
Waise who sab chodo: by the way, leave that
Bua: aunt
haan haan: ya ya
hota hai: it happens
phir se wahi baat: again the same thing
jao phir nahi bolti mein: go then, I wont talk to you
hamesha bakwaas hi karte ho tum: you always talk non sense
abhi toh baby bhi aane wala hai: now baby is going to come
chup kar yaar: shut up
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