I didn’t start my blog to preach or to corrupt your clean thoughts with my nonsense articles. I just wanted to prove a point to few ass*** and a couple of bitches, and I think I succeeded in the same. Some 75 page-views per day for an unknown scribe like me is indeed a big deal, and that proves my point.
From Scribe’s Heart….
I didn’t start my blog to preach or to corrupt your clean thoughts with my nonsense articles. I just wanted to prove a point to few ass*** and a couple of bitches, and I think I succeeded in the same. Some 75 page-views per day for an unknown scribe like me is indeed a big deal, and that proves my point. Enough is enough, hence thought from now I would follow Jesus Christ’s words ‘Forget and Forgive’ - I forget those sick-minded guys and forgive those unsecured women and have decided to blog in full swing. Before that I would love to thank all those regular and also irregular readers of my blogs, who keep motivating me to write more. I am back to inform, educate and irritate you….
Chennai summer saves my marriage!
My mom was in town last week and she refused to visit my home. She had had a verbal fight with my wife the last time she had come home. And it lingered in their minds.
The mother-in-law (MIL) and daughter-in-law (DIL) fights are never issue-based they are relationships based. It is said, misunderstandings are bound to be there even if Mother Teresa happens to be a girl’s MIL. Fights don’t happen for petty reasons like DIL forgetting to lock the door or MIL forgetting to buy a saree for the DIL. It just happens because they hate to share the person they love the most – the guy!
It happened to me too, and I had to juggle myself between my mom and my wife and remain as diplomatic as I can be. This mental trauma of acting to remain cool eventually created few skirmishes between my wife and me. We fought overnight, slept when tired, and continued fighting in the morning. I shouted at top of my voice, and she reciprocated equally. I threw the keys and pushed off to my Vaastu Shastra class.
I got a call, and my wife said, she is leaving me forever…and will never ever come back! I said ‘ok’, and we hung up.
While coming back, I was thinking about how to plan my life again as a bachelor. Few 1000 thoughts crossed my mind in microseconds about divorce, about a new girl in my life, about kids, about sanyas …. And when I reached home, the door was open, Venus (my Labrador) greeted me with the same enthusiasm, and I could hear my daughter’s sweet voice too. I realized my wife has not left, thankfully!
I asked her so why didn’t you leave and she said, “the sun was too hot to even step out”. We giggled and patched up :). Thanks to the Chennai Summer!