pre-arrange-marriage . Pleasure of phone call , smile and then of Marriage day. A lot talk , flow , love and togetherness; a lot . Good days.
You start living more asa parent and less as a couple. The place between you will be occupied by your children.
Children goes outside for study, job. This time once again you come close, very close but this time having responsibility at place of romance.
4th…. Just fine
Well , your children are settled. You are living among them. New bridle, new child and a new family you see in front of you . You engaged there. Living Among children, you find little time to talk to each other . Then less time. Less matter to talk on , share . You become now ready just after bath. Hair care , facecare, are gone to their country. You are fine. Just fine . Always.
Bete, bahu , bacchon k bich pata nahi kab se tum khote rahe.. You nurture your oldness by nurturing grand child. Your hair starts turning thin, pale , white. Your smile comes now over your wrinkles. Oh, and you are not exactly worry for this now. Hamm…! you feel now often the need of together’s warmness. you want now to sit togather . Damn uncomfortable but.
Truth of old age kept desolving into you. Knowing it , you smile but yah, you want now to pass the time together literally. …You worry whether you will ever or not. You start caring each other in mind. Medicine, walking-stick, syrup , spectecal, stick ..you worry of it. Life starts threatening you. Yes, you see one of you are getting more older. You suddenly feel time is passing. You start caring beside everything; desperately. You want just to devote your rest of love. Yes, while shaking the syrup, putting it into his mouth you keep seeing into eyes.
But my dear, time passes.
And a day, your son runs towards hospital carring one of you. You are too old to run towards. For being this you left at home. You weep, you sob behind your eyes or sometimes out of it, you console yourself and engage yourself in something. Insane and alone among many.
May he/ she return for you. May you have some more days !
But dear , one of you shall have to pass some rest of years/ year alone , insane , being half or exactly the one, single what you were among all your people; years back.