Ecstasy is what you experience when you fall in love but beware my friend that all the good thing come with a price and the price here for ecstasy is that you have to be elastic.
There are lot of things that you should do when you’re the half of the couple. Life must be really easy for the amoeba as it divides itself to become a twosome. And since the other half of the couple is same as the first part there are no changes that comes with the multiplication. But when you find your pair you will notice that you have got the most opposite person that you can get in the whole world!!!
Managing a relationship requires lot of versatility, time management, a superior ability of cajoling and explaining, a good bank balance if you’re the herculean sex and good culinary skills if you’re the Cleopatra sex, truck load of patience and finally an appetite to digest the all too frequent bizarre doldrums that your partner has to offer. You need to be innovative at all the occasions be it birthday, anniversaries, your first handholding date, your first date date and last but not the least the Valentine’s day. May St. Valentine’s soul rest in peace. Unisex martian, if came to earth and heard the plight of us mortal humans would surely want to know, that if relationships were so complicated and quite sometimes causes so much pain as being a rock fan and missing the Nirvana rock show due to upset stomach, then why do we get ourselves involved into them.
A million dollar question indeed. Humans are a bunch of hypocrites. Ever noticed frolicky youngsters celebrating their bachelorhood? Or 25 something adults claiming that they are happy just by themselves? Is there a chance that these people are single for the solitary reason that they did not find their match? I bet every penny I have in my pocket upon that.
No matter how much cribbing, crying and fighting a couple do, believe me, they are more than happy doing that. So why do they willingly go to the altar of ultimate shackle - Marriage? Maybe they are bored with their life and now want some (mis)adventure, or the guy is bored with the TV and now wants a BV, or maybe they like to live their life on the edge by dodging flying utensils or maybe they have done their Bachelors and now want to try their hands at Masters (The degree is called SMS – ‘Masters In Spouse Mood Swings’, HWHA – ‘Masters In Housekeeping When Hubby is Around’ and likes). Whatever may be the reason, it is pretty much evident that they are happy with each other. There are some stray cases where the partners don’t fight well and decide to seek other competitors but we all know that world is not a perfect place.
So why is it worth going through all this?
It is worth coming home after a long hard day and somebody lovingly offers you a glass of water (although she also gives a shopping check to sign with it), or you have someone to listen to when you talk and talk and talk about how the neighbours next door stink and how mean your colleague is and how much your boss admires sycophancy, or you have a shoulder to cry on when the protagonist of the movie is tragically dying, or when he cooks up an gorgeous meal just for you and disregarding past experiences your still have the guts to attempt tasting it, or simply having someone say that you are crazy but still the best thing in the world.
And when time passes by and you grow old it is these things that you remember and it is these things that you savour looking back. It is rightly said in a movie that marriage is a lovely institution, a lovely mental institution, to which everyone wants to be admitted.
