Sunday, February 7, 2016

Our Quirky relationship



I totally agree with the message this video is trying to convey 'Love is better when you Laugh together?' A very cute video by Caratlane for Valentine's Day. 

Writing about funny love and laughter moments is actually difficult for me because I am more comfortable writing about love rather than laughter but the combination of both is just plain sweet when it is between a husband and wife. Among the two of us, my husband, Yd has a funny edge in his nature. On the contrary I am the one who is bent more towards the serious edge and catching all his quirky jokes which he calls intellectually made PJ’s is next to impossible for me. My days begin with such jokes. They are hilarious at times and often not so interesting. Even though I have been with him for two years and have known him for more years than that, I still fail to decipher his facial expressions. That's how he fools me and I end up being the '3 Dimensional Loser' among the two of us. Although I get irritated and also show intolerance to these funny and not-so-funny jokes, I know that I will miss this trait the most in him if he were to change his behaviour. I will talk about one such incident which makes me laugh each time I think about it. 

One casual evening, post dinner while I was washing few utensils at the kitchen sink Yd came around and sprinkled residual water left in his hand after washing. He knows very well that I get really irritated when he does this especially after he washes his hand post dinner. This time around even my spectacles were full of water droplets along with my face. I would generally react by getting irritated and angrily asking him to go away. This time, my reaction was spontaneous despite all the irritation within. While I was washing off the soap from my hand, I took a handful of water and splashed on his face. I did not care if that much water was enough to lash back at him but it was too spontaneous an action. It did sprinkle on his face. He was awestruck with my new reaction. I was laughing looking at his shocked expression but instead he had a stern look. It was always me who behaved that way but today when I planned to make it a competitive fight, he looked stunned. He walked out of the kitchen maintaining the same look. I stopped washing my utensils and rushed after him. He went into the room and refused to talk to me. I saw him wiping his face with a towel, his face still grim. I was worried if I had splashed the water too hard. I was arguing within whether I should be sorry for lashing back at him that way. His reaction was too much for me to handle. I chose to just let the moment pass and decided to continue with my kitchen work. Just when I was about to reach the kitchen, Yd called me, with his voice still stern and said, ‘You have left your clothes soaked in the bathroom from morning. The bathroom is stinking. Can you please wash them immediately?’ I couldn't digest anything that was coming out of the suddenly turned serious Yd. I was just about to reply back saying that they were just clothes soaked in lukewarm soap water and I had put them in the evening but the situation forced me not to explain. I knew that if I justified more it would end up in an argument. I went past him in fury and started washing clothes. I was mumbling something in anger and was trying to calm myself down explaining to my confused mind that I had not done anything so wrong that I should be worrying about his stern behaviour. Just when I was engrossed in rinsing the clothes, the water from the tap stopped and instead cold water gushed on top of me from the shower. I was dripping wet within seconds. Everything happened in lightning speed that I did not even get time to realize what had happened. With lather and half wet clothes in hands I turned around and looked at Yd who was now standing facing me at the bathroom doorstep and grinning. I laughed holding my stomach in my hands. I laughed out loud continuously so much that I was just short of rolling on the floor with laughter. Yd's mischievous grin made me laugh more and looking at me he joined in too. Laughter is contagious and a heartfelt laughter is even more. The next moment I was out of the bathroom with water all over the room while holding his hand and laughing more. He had taken his revenge. The tears of laughter mixed with water dripped from my eyes while I held his hand, still laughing. He did a swooping act trying to pull me closer to him. Since my feet were still wet, I lost balance and fell on the floor on my back. In the act of prevent me from falling he fell along and on top of me. Oh!!!! That was such an ‘Ouch’ moment for me. Firstly, the impact of the fall was so much that my butt went numb. To add on to the effect, a 70+kg man falls on me with full force. I did not know whether to cry in pain or laugh at the incidents that were happening in just a short span of time. For minutes we were lying down like that and my giggles did not cease even then. Yd then looked very romantically into my eyes and said, ‘This is called falling in love baby.’ Instantly my laughter stopped and my lips twitched into a frown. But, the situation made them curve into a sweet smile. I pushed him aside and got up to rub my sore butt. Who could have imagined that rosy the romantic scenes in movies depicting such actions could actually be so painful in reality? 

This #LoveAndLaughter Activity, by BlogAdda has made me write about such funny moments which I always thought of keeping to myself and laughing when I would be sitting alone thinking about the love-hate funny relationship that my partner and I share.














“This post is a part of #LoveAndLaughter activity at BlogAdda in association with Caratlane.” 

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