Shasak

What is one question you hate to be asked? Explain.

It’s a paired question I hate. I hate it because of its timing. “Will you go water our plants,?” is the most undeniable question from my wife early in the morning, the pairing one comes in the evening. Wait a while before I disclose it in the end. The marvel of her leadership lies in the after-lines when she shows how it is important to take care of the plants in increasing heat!

This is not purely a question nor a request. There is always a hidden order for me. The answer is difficult, you know, the one I couldn’t find in the last couple of decades. The question I hate the most is ridiculously loved by her the most. Some day she will amazingly argue with me about how helping each other is a necessity of married life! The marriage institute is becoming more and more

cumbersome to the husbands, you know guys! But I’m always an obedient spouse. I never attempted to join the ‘Harassed Husbands Club’ in Banglore but strongly support a demand for a separate Men’s Welfare ministry.

My wife knows some psychological enzymes that strengthen the bond between the couple. She promptly puts forward that some friction at home works as the enzymes to make an unbreakable relationship. What a capsulated technique, wow! I understand that the understanding between us will move our lives together.

The pampered question in the evening, “Did you do it, if not, then don’t forget it tomorrow.” You ladies and gentlemen would not conceive my position at that moment. I fudged and would be in no condition to respond except with an unnatural smile on my face.