Millennial Wife’s Women’s Day

Women all over the world are grinning right now, eagerly waiting for the March 8 sun to rise. They love, they absolutely love being showered with care, smiles and little gestures of affection. This gives them a bit more strength to shine bright, to stay up late with their children who have an important exam to attempt the next day, to re- heat the meal all over again for the husband who just got in, to plan the entire house routine for the upcoming day although they would be at work, women make sure things run smooth when they are not around and the times when they are.

And then there’s me, who can’t take her eyes off this label from inside of my shirt! What a beautiful thought.

Although raises many questions and laughter between my tequila-enriched girlfriends and me, we often talk about the changes in our millennial lives. We transform into ninja support-group and ponder over how simple it is to take off shoes and place in shoe cabinets, how simple to water the house plants, how effortless to fold those washed clothes. But men. Married men. Married millennial men. They just won’t do it.

Of course there are fun girl things on our lists, but it sort of lingers in our topics and often rules over the conversation.

As a very close male friend cleverly puts it, ‘Something goes wrong after you get married. The same set of people...same conditions…yet different reaction’. That is one sensible guy out there making it easy to know that guys too have their part of the story.

They do amazing things as partners, they give flop surprises, lose out deliberately in badminton or chess matches against us, they pretend to not know we are feeling down, but cheer us up with silly little things, they sing aloud for us in a not-so-melodious tone and at times gently take our hands to waltz and crash on walls! They get us expensive gifts and love packages of things that fail to match our taste, but they try. They take us to fancy places and treat us to continental cuisines that end with sweet whispering in our ears ‘khaale moti, jee bhar ke’. Couldn’t ask for more! J

Forgetful and lazy, slow-paced and ok-ok cooker that I am, I think a lot of my skills really got tested post wedding. I can wake up early, that too without the alarm clock, and do the chores. I can wrap up work just in time and get home to burn the midnight oil for a second career. All in a frenzy, but the week passes us by with limited conversations. There are days that end with board games while there are days I am mad about chores he could have done, but didn’t.

Although his request for a morning cup of tea often successfully goes flat after my ‘Kyunki main aurat hoon?’dialogue, it doesn’t always work. Sometimes, it’s a ‘yes’ and I have to head to the kitchen.

If your stories are alike, maybe this women’s day you could help your wife or husband with things they deserve and totally skip the gift wrapped presents. I think they would appreciate this more.

But seriously, any shoe left abandoned by the door, deserves to be fed to a teething pup.

Oh by the way, Happy Women’s Day!