by Maverick58
Its been a month since I popped the question to my Valentine and Her Highness had told me then that she would think about it since I was the first to pop the ask, with one knee bent and with a rose in my right hand, with the left hand behind my back showing her the finger about which she didn’t know anything about. He, He.
Today, after a month every time her assigned tune wakes me up from my daily chores, I go breathless but get disappointed when she asks me if she had disturbed me in my work, sleep, or whatever else depending upon the time she calls. Another thing I have noticed is that ever since last Monday she has been spending less time on the phone with me. Also, she has cut back on the time we spend together holding hands gazing at Bengal’s Bay and sighing.
At restaurants we always shared everything right down to the bill. Nowadays it is not like that. Is it my imagination or is it that she is actually doing it? I mean, whether it’s Chicken Wings fry or beer to go along with it; whether its garlic spring rolls with a dash of mustard dipped in chili sauce; whether it’s fried noodles along with chicken tikka; whether its paneer-pulao with mutton pepper fry with lemonade to wash it down with, she seems to be consuming only 1/3rd of each item that we order. Even her favourite after-food dessert, which is basically cone-shaped and served with pride on the back seat, gets only 1/3rd attention than before.
To add insult to injury she doesn’t go dutch with the bills anymore, she pays only 1/3rd leaving me to watch my expenses carefully. Is it because of what happened last Monday? I am determined to know and so today when she calls me after 2/3rd of the day is gone, which is at 4pm, I will ask her about it and her answer to my Valentine’s Day question. After all I need to know if my proposal has been rejected fully or rejected 1/3rd or has it been accepted fully or been accepted 1/3rd.
Baah-waah, sure enough right at 4pm she called and laid down, what I call the 1/3rd rules of acceptance. Her Royal Highness, the pretty pie was firm that she would from now on spend only 1/3rd of her time (including the long late night phone calls), money and this breaks my heart, even in her heart she would give me only 1/3rd space.
She says she is a modern Indian woman who is now inclusively empowered and can do whatever she wants to do. What about marriage? I ask. She replies,” Us women have the example of Draupadi before us and from now on till I find triplets who are around the same age as you, you shall suffice” Enough! I have spent 2/3rd of the day thinking and pining about her. To hell with her, I think. But if she goes to hell, will it be heaven here?
“Given the sex-ratio, 1/3rd of the time it will be,” thunders God from the skies!
Amen!
