When he
is very content with me around, he would smile at me (like his teeth are participating in a fashion show parade to win the best tooth set). It might be because I went
overboard and did some favour or I did my duty of cooking and served him food
which is a rare thing nowadays for we live in different places most of the
times. Or I didn't bicker him when he was engaged on his own for hours together
either in work or in a game or a movie.
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| Representative figure. Left is me, Right is him. :)) |
So for
aforementioned reasons or for something else, he'd carry that wide grin. Mostly
I wouldn't overreact nor would I return the extra long smile. I simply smile for
at the background of mind, what he did six months back was going on. Or I might
be recollecting that dialogue he uttered inadvertently which was not settled
properly. Or I would genuinely be busy with my usual preoccupation on what
needs to be done next. Typical of a woman perhaps?! :D
Now the return...
It was
almost lunch time when I returned from yoga class to which I left for early in
the morning. I had some long discussions with our team of volunteers. Our
discussions would generally be filled with fun, laughter, intensity and
action. For no particular reason, I was ecstatic. I reached home smiling all
along. I felt fresh and energetic. This is how I feel whenever I attend Isha
Yoga sessions.
When I
reached home, I saw him dozing between his office calls (catching up on the
lost quota of sleep). I gently stroked him. He lifted his heavy eye lids and
tried to decipher who that angel was. I was grinning at him. He rubbed his eyes
and noted my rather vicious smile.
"Gimme
5 mins", he muttered. He was slowly getting up as I stood straight in the
line of his eyesight with that same wide grin. He noted it. Now, I was doing it
purposefully to confuse him.
"What
did you do this time?" That was a monologue. I continued to smile even
more. "What's with you?" was unuttered. He is a man of few words, you
know.
His
brain's neurons are functioning at the maximum now and after a quick
permutation combination of past events, "Alright, so you bought something
for yourself. It's OK. What is it? How much did you spend?"
I with a
superior posture, 'No, you are wrong, Mr. Husband!'. 'Husband' is how I address
him nowadays. As we age, I am training myself to address him with respect. :))
"I
was simply smiling. This is how you smile at me at times. I thought I would
return the favour." ("You silly brat, crook!", was unuttered
again. :P)
It was
quite amusing to note how he interpreted my grin and what sort of reputation I
have. "What to do, Abirami. Your history is like that!", he would
promptly justify and I'd stand before him unarmed without defence.
I am no
less, anyway. With my way of existence, somebody else would have gone and
admitted himself into an asylum. His survival skills are high! :))
"Smile. It costs nothing" Really?! In our case, it may cost past, present, future... :D
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