Nish forwarded me... thought of sharing it... I think most of us can relate to it... sigh!
Here is a girl, who is probably as educated as you are;
Who is earning almost as much as you do;
One, who has dreams and aspirations just as you have,
because she is as human as you are;
One, who has never entered the kitchen in her life just like you or your sister haven't, as she was busy in studies and competing in a system
that gives no special concession to girls for their culinary achievements.
One, who has lived and loved her parents & brothers & sisters,
almost as much as you do for 20-25 years of her life;
One, who has bravely agreed to leave behind all that, her home, people who love her, to adopt your home, your family, your ways and even your family name.
One, who is somehow expected to be a master-chef from day #1, while you sleep oblivious to her predicament in her new circumstances, environment and that kitchen.
One, who is expected to make tea, first thing in the morning and cook food at the end of the day, even if she is as tired as you are, may be more, and yet never ever expected to complain; to be a servant, a cook, a mother, a wife, even if she doesn't want to; and is learning just like you are as to what you want from her; and is clumsy and sloppy at times and knows that you won't like it if she is too demanding, or if she learns faster than you;
One, who has her own set of friends, and that includes boys and even men at her workplace too, those, who she knows from school days and yet is willing to put all that on the back-burners to avoid your irrational jealousy, unnecessary competition and your inherent insecurities;
One, who can be late from work once in a while when deadlines, just like yours, are to be met;
One, who is doing her level best and wants to make this most important, relationship in her entire life a grand success, if you just help her some and trust her;
One, who just wants one thing from you, as you are the only one she knows in your entire house - your unstinted support, your sensitivities and most importantly - your understanding, or love, if you may call it....
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We go through this day in and day out. There is no end to this. Whole of sunday, when I prepared breakfast for us including hubby's friend from chennai, prepared lunch, made sandige, prepared snacks, took kids to park, made dinner, hero woke up late, sat in the recliner until noon chatting with friend. Went to drop friend in sanjayanagar, had lunch, slept for 3 hours on the same recliner, woke up, put on jogging shoes and went around the park jogging while the baby sitter and i were left to take care of kids, came home, took 40 minutes bath, came down, had dinner, watched TV till 11 p.m. and slept.
And I was 200% exhausted !!! This is how every sunday of mine goes...
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