Dear Wife of My Darling Lover !!

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In Love with a Married Man…

an imaginary letter from the Lover to the Wife 

(Written from the point of view of the “other woman”) !!

The deep understanding we share, the uninhibited laughter, the common interests – when was the last time you experienced any of that? Because if you can’t remember any of those feelings, surely you must forgive me.  You may have been married for 15 years, and I have been your husband’s lover for just six months. You have been to places together, created a home and raising children together. I admire your attention to your personal details – your job, your body shaping and beauty enhancements. You are passionate about cleanliness, endlessly exhorting house-maid to keep the washed plates on the right side of the platform and not inside the drawers. How do I know all these things?

Dear wife of my beloved lover!! If you think that you are so perfect and so is your marriage, well what is your husband doing with me in the first place? I respect the institution of marriage very much but I respect love more!!

I do not expect society to accept something as twisted as a love affair.

I understand that having an affair with a married man is not ‘ethically or morally right’, but is this right that the entire society, including you – blame only me? You accuse me of trapping and misguiding your husband. What is he, a child? He is grown up, married, mature.  If despite all this, he was drawn towards me and I did not resist, how come when it comes down to the verdict of the greatly ethical society or you – why it is only me who is wrong? Doesn’t a relationship involve two people?

Your husband, the man who does all your shopping, is the father of your children, who runs your house, fulfills all your and your family’s desires, who couriers the medicines that your ailing parents requires, and who loves me passionately too. What is stronger – 15 years of togetherness, or six months of  passion?

Do you ever look at him with the same passion as I do? Do you have any idea of the drowsy sensual late-night conversations we both have from our respective beds?  “I love you and I want you so badly,” he says. He adores the way I keep my hair natural, all in waves. He loves the way I stay away from all the gyms you go to, the diets you follow. He doesn’t intend to compare, but your obsession with keeping yourself fit and attractive and hence avoiding the crazy ways he wants to be intimate in –  turns him off. My carefree nature and cravings for his love bites makes him feel alive with lust and desire.

But do you think I can have it all?  No, I still want so much more. I envy you so much – not because you stay together in the same home and share everything.  But wanting to do the small day-to-day routine things with him – like smelling his body odour before tossing his clothes for washing, holding his hand at a social gathering, cooking for him on a weekend… things that you probably take for granted. I struggle to come to terms with the fact that he makes stringent efforts to keep me at a distance and fights the feelings that he has for me.

But dear lady, forgive me if you ever come to know about us.

I’m glad that you will never see this letter… You need not know that he texts me first thing in the morning and converses with me the last thing at night before he sleeps. Those are the tiny bits and pieces of him that I have and I have learned to live with them.

I love him and I love him like crazy, because he loves me back!  There was no reason for not loving him, he seemed to be perfect for me from the day we began a relationship. I could have stopped myself from getting closer to him knowing that he was married and had a family.

But sometimes some things are just meant to happen…

I went ahead with my guts. Our small encounters grew into friendship, shared moments, work, pleasure, pain and a whole lot of travelling together. It was feeling very nice to meet him and know him better and closer. I became close to him; we shared a great bond and pulled off into a very close and friendly relationship (maybe a little more than friendship). Till then it was not a committed love, but it was not forgettable either.

I anyway do not understand the massive hue and cry on relationships in this country. Isn’t it an organic thing – sometimes marriages work, sometimes they don’t?

Why can’t we accept these things naturally and let go of the propaganda behind all this?

 As a society, we really need to let others be and concentrate on our lives.

Loyalty is great, love is greater and life is short. Let us live and let others live…

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When a celebrity walks out of a decades old marriage to marry someone way younger or older – we accept that quite easily… Why does it become so difficult when similar things happen with people we know a little better?

Sometimes a woman cannot resist temptation but having an affair with a married man is always risky…

But I promise, I’m not going to steal him away from you – because deep in my heart I know that he loves you, he respects you… maybe more than me… because you are his wife and will always be his better half !!   

And yes, I love you too – since we both have a strong emotional connection, where we are mad for the same man… just differently…

I am your friend – the Other Woman !!

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A Working Woman’s Dilemma

‘A Working Woman’s Dilemma’

It’s 8.30am
The maid has not arrived.
The breakfast is not ready,
And I have tiffins to fill.
The laundry heap increases,
The groceries need refill.
The elder one has homework,
The younger one’s still sleeping.
There’s no egg in the fridge,
The milk just spills over.
I have a conference today,
My blouse needs ironing.
There’s a workshop in the school,

I don’t know how to manage.

My mother in law is here To ask medicines for backache.
A call from the bathroom  “I’ve forgotten the towel ”
The cat mews, the birds chirp, The plants need watering.

The phone beeps To remind me of a pleural tap.
The receptionist calls,  Full appointments overall.

My shoulders aches – I have no one to tell.
My eyes are heavy With last night’s on call.

I don’t remember the last time I had been to the parlor.
My nails are brittle, My hair needs a color.

My clothes have lost the sheen; I need a wardrobe makeover.

But before that I’ve to pick up – The toys that are scattered.

I think it was last year – When I spoke to my sister.

Can’t recollect the moment – When I chatted with my mother.

I’m no feminist, I’m no atheist

I know not what I’m  More than a housekeeper, a mother and a doctor.
I may be an orator, A painter, an artist, A singer, a poetess, A traveller, a cyclist, A writer, a musician, A craftsman, philanthropist.

The last time I tried To find out my ability, My child scored badly

And you know what followed exactly.

So next time she got a gold medal, They praised her father’s genes.

I remembered my trophies Which no one had seen.

I know not what my daughter Will do after growing up.
But I’m sure these responsibilities Will never stop to follow her.

Marriages are made in heaven; Love is a fairly tale.

I’m sure every working woman Has a different story to tell.

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So, whenever you look At a house that’s tidy,
A child who is happy, Intelligent and healthy,

Remember, it’s the woman behind Who sacrificed her sleep, her degrees, her passion, her ambitions and needs.

Give her a pat, a word of praise, a ear to listen, a helping hand.

It’s always a woman who makes the house a home.
But it’s everyone’s duty To make her feel at home.

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8 SLICES OF PIZZA

**MUST READ : 8 SLICES OF PIZZA**

Wife: Don’t put so many clothes for wash today.

Husband: Why ?

She said : Maid has said she won’t come for two days.

Husband :Why ?

Wife : She said she is going to meet her grand daughter during Ganpati festival.

Husband : OK, Will not put too many clothes.

Wife: And, Shall I give her Rs. 500 for Ganpati? Festival bonus?

Husband: Why? Diwali is approaching, we will give her at that time.

Wife: Oh no dear. She is poor. Going to meet her daughter and grand daughter, so she will also feel nice. Moreover, everything has become so expensive these days. How will she able to celebrate festival?

Husband : You ! I don’t know why you become emotional so easily.

Wife : Oh dear, don’t worry. I am going to cancel today’s program of ordering Pizza. Why unnecessarily blow away Rs. 500 on eight pieces of stale bread.

Husband : Wow. Great. Snatching Pizza from us and giving to the maid !

Maid returned after three days and got busy in mopping and dusting.

Husband asked her.. So, how was the vacation ?
Maid : Very nice sahib.. Didi had given Rs. 500 .. festival bonus.

Husband : So you went and met your daughter ? and also met your grand daughter ?

Maid: yes sahib. Enjoyed a lot and spent Rs 500 in two days time.

Husband : Really ? Ok so what did you do with Rs. 500?

Maid : Rs. 150 for dress for grand daughter, Rs 40 for a doll, bought sweets worth Rs 50 for daughter, Rs 50 as offering to Deity in temple, Rs 60 towards bus fare, Rs 25 for bangles for daughter, bought a nice belt worth Rs 50 for son-in-law, balance Rs 75 gave to daughter to buy copy and pencil for grand daughter. Maid gave a full account of the expenses incurred.

Husband : So much in Rs 500?

With surprise, he started thinking. The eight pieces of Pizza appeared in front of his eyes and each one of them acted as a hammer started pricking his consciousness. For the price of one Pizza, he started comparing the expenses his maid had incurred during her visit to her daughter.

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The eight pieces of Pizza floated in front of his eyes.

First piece … dress for the child
Second piece … towards sweets..
Third piece … towards offering to the deity in the temple.
Fourth piece … towards bus fare.
Fifth piece … towards doll.
Sixth piece … towards bangles,
Seventh piece… towards belt for the son-in-law.
Eighth piece… towards copy and pencil.

So far he had observed pizza only from one angle. He turned it upside down and observe how it looks like from the other side but today his maid showed him the other side of the pizza. The eight pieces of pizza showed him the real meaning of life and the meaning of “Spending for life” or “Life for spending”.

Think about it….

“Spreading Happiness”

Spirit Science Friendship Quotes A Happy Life Is About Giving More Than You Take. - Spirit Science

Spirit Science Friendship Quotes A Happy Life Is About Giving More Than You Take. – Spirit Science – QUOTES LOVE

Important information to parents….

Pain6 Warning message to parents :

A mother killed her 4 children, accidentally.
The children refused to drink cough syrup. So she mixed the syrup in milk. The children
Went to sleep after drinking the milk and never got up.
After examining the clinical trials, all 4 of them were found dead in the bed, The mixture of cough syrup and milk proved to be poisonous.
The mother said that she killed the children with her own hand. she is now Psychologically disturbed.

Avoid drinking medicine in the milk… Not only cough syrup , Do not drink any chemical additives in milk  –  It will become poisonous !!

Please take care.

Prevention is better than cure.

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Sometimes I start doing an evaluation of my life….

Sometimes I start doing an evaluation of my life.

On one of those times, I came across the story of the driver Michael Shumacher.

When I studied his resume as an athlete I saw that he was:

🔵 Winner of the Grand Prix in 1991.

🔵 He was 7 times world champion of Formula 1.

🔵 Happiness was in his Being, but on a fateful day his story and his destiny completely changed due to a ski accident ….

🔵 Today, just 44 kilos in weight, struggling to “survive” since December 2013.

🔵 His wife has begun to sell their goods to cover the expenses and thus be able to keep him alive in a room in his house adapted to his needs , where he lies like a vegetable.

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Here comes a question:

🔵 Who is better than who?

🔵 Life can take directions never imagined.

🔵 It’s amazing how everything can change in an instant.

🔵 No one is exempt from anything.

🔵 And in no circumstances are these of any use:
Money,
Titles,
Fame,
Success,
Power.

We are all the same…

Then …

🔵why the pride?

🔵 Why the arrogance?

🔵 So Why so much attachment to material goods/wealth?

🔵 All we have is the day to day so that we can live it with passion and happiness, doing good, serving our God, our family and neighbors with full of joy and Gratitude.

🔵 We need to stop creating problems, claim insignificant things and always avoid everything that “takes our time and lives”.

🔵 Be careful not to lose someone who loves you and accepts you as you are.

🔵 As in the game of chess, in the end both the King and the Pawn are kept in the same box. In the end, we will all meet our end the same way.

🔵 It is worth examining what we have done or not done yet .

🔵 *We are born bringing nothing …we die without taking anything ! absolutely nothing!*

🔵 And the sad thing is that in the interval between life and death, we fight for what we did not bring and even more for what we will not take …

🔵 Think about that.
Let’s live more, let’s love more. Let’s always understand the other and be more tolerant

🔴 We must never forget that to be great – *You have to be humble*.

Family ánd friends, we need to share this truth please.

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We are a LIMITED Edition !!

Generation Z (also known as Post-Millennials, the iGeneration, Founders, Plurals, or the Homeland Generation) is the demographic cohort following the Millennials. … Gen Z processes information faster than other generations thanks to various computer and mobile applications, easy internet access, world exposure !!
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The birth years for each generation:
  • Gen Z, iGen, or Centennials: Born 1996 and later.
  • Millennials or Gen Y: Born 1977 to 1995.
  • Generation X: Born 1965 to 1976.
  • Baby Boomers: Born 1946 to 1964.
  • Traditionalists or Silent Generation: Born 1945 and before.    The Silent Generation refers to people who were born between 1925 and 1945. There are several theories as to where the label ‘Silent Generation‘ originated. The children who grew up during this time worked very hard and kept quiet.
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A youngster asked his grandfather “Grandpa! How did you people live before with:
  • No technology
  • No aeroplanes
  • No internet
  • No computers
  • No dramas
  • No TVs
  • No aircons
  • No cars
  • No mobile phones? “
 Granddad replied:    “Just like how your generation live today
  • No prayers
  • No compassion
  • No honor
  • No respect
  • No character
  • No shame
  • No modesty “
We, the people born between 1965 to 1995 are the blessed ones… Our life is  a living proof that we “Lived Life”.
  • We played until dusk; we never watched TV.
  • We played with real friends, not internet friends.
  •  If we ever felt thirsty, we drank tap water not bottled water.
  •  We never got ill sharing the same glass of juice with four friends.
  • Nothing happened to our feet despite roaming barefoot.
  • We never used any supplements to keep ourselves healthy.
  • We used to create our own toys and play with those.
  •  Our parents were not so rich. They gave love.. not worldly materials.
  • We never had cellphones, DVDs, play station, XBox, video games, personal computers, internet, chat – but we had real friends.
  • We visited our friend’s home un-invited and enjoyed food with them.
  • We may have been in black and white photos but you can find colourful memories in those photos.

We are a unique and the most understanding generation, because :

we are the last generation who listened to their parents… and also the first who have had to listen to their children….

We are a LIMITED edition !
Enjoy us. Learn from us. Treasure us.

Mother’s Love

There is no love greater than mother’s love in this world. It is imbued with immense power. But such a sacred principle of mother’s love is being neglected today. Mothers are being treated like servants.

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When parents grow old, they should be looked after with love and care. Instead they are being sent to old age homes.

One who ill-treats his parents is bound to suffer a similar fate at the hands of his children.

As is the feeling, so is the result (Yad bhavam tad bhavati). Whatever actions you do, they will come back to you as reaction, reflection and resound.

Love your mother. Then you will be loved by all.

mother is a selfless, loving human who must sacrifice many of their wants and needs for the wants and needs of their children. A mother works hard to make sure their child is equipped with the knowledge, skills and abilities to make it as a competent human being.

As is the seed, so is the sapling. Hence, first and foremost,  you must develop sacred and selfless love. Be careful to not to taint your love with selfishness and self-interest.

When everyone around us shares pure love with each other, the whole world will be filled with happiness, peace and joy.

Adapted from a Satya Sai Baba discourse