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The Evil Eye

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     Sometimes i wonder what if He and She were the only Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden. What if the serpent never existed to break the harmony? As this thought crosses my mind, the serpent crawls out of her bedroom. Who? The Satan in my marriage- The Sasu MaπŸ‘΅. As she hisses, The Son of the Serpent follows her to ultimate glory.πŸ’ƒ         If the Bible had been written today, there would definitely be an undying companionship between The SatanπŸ‘΅ and Adam. Imagine the Satan waking up Adam to a cup of bed tea. Followed by feeding him Idli Chai and then packing( remember not cooking) his daily choicy meals. While waving Sayonara, there is this little Nagin dance and tears shed as if Adam is leaving for the Line Of Control!!! The ceremony doesn't end here. It is followed by phone call to check whether The Son of the Serpent has reached his official hole safely. To ensure his safety from predators of traffic, Satan does a hissing mantra pooja. All the m...

Gratitude to Mr. Attitude

    Piping hot idlis dipped in masala chai....... Doesn't go well??? Interestingly the anecdote of our lives is also similar. We are like the idli and chai who don't complement each other but still can fulfil the task assigned( In this case, satiate your hunger.)      So our Mr Wallet( that's what I refer to my husband, reminding myself what I love him for)  is enjoying his morning idli chai with great savoury. And I'm watching him with greater tragedy. As he opens his Baboon mouth to gallop a huge morsel of idli, I tear into him.  " Who eats these idlis dipped in chai?" " REVOLUTIONARIES."  The reply is spat on my face. This Baboon mouth is the next 20-20 Revolution he thinks. After the Boston Tea Party, he is about to bring the Idli Tea Party. Whatever he thinks I'm supposed to think the opposite.  Next few minutes( I could have gone for hours but he left not on heavenly abode but other revolutionary activities), I advocate how ridiculously...

The Un- introduction

   "Who says Im not listening? Yes indeed Iam but to my inner voice." roars the so-called caged lion of the circus called My Home. " And what about my voice?" I demand an explanation. "Your voice is a noise and i better go deaf than be an audience to it!!!"   Two highly intellectual individuals( or atleast that is what they consider themselves) continue with their Bedroom Battles- fought out of the sheets and forgiven within.😍😍😍 The Mrs. Arguer here is but obviously me nursing my wounded ego by beginning this blog. " He says She says" is about US. Where the "U" goes his way and the "S" her way only to disagreeably unite to form the "US"!!! We are no exceptional, out of the box couple who the world must look upto. ( only the ground floor looks upto the fourth floor when it hears the crashing of utensils)😈😈 As everyone has their shares of highs and lows, we don't have any lows in our rekationship. Thanks to bo...