Thank U SRK

Yesterday after closing my shop, I went home thinking of myriad of ways to please my angry husband. My husband usually comes to the shop immediately after his office hours, helps sit in the shop for two hours and we head home together but yesterday was different- he wanted to go to Thimphu and he gave me no valid reason so when I denied the permission he left the shop in a huff. Before I could conjure up any magic formula to thrash out his anger, I found myself hugging my elder daughter who has to come to the door every evening when I return from the shop and give me her I miss you whole day hug. Using gestures I asked her about her father and she made a grumpy face and pointed towards our bedroom, I understood he was still sulking. Husbands sometimes fulfill the criterion of your elder son. But at the same time in such times they can be like wounded lion, ever ready to attack with renewed vigor at the next chance. So I left him peacefully in his den.
He appeared dutifully on the dinner table, he is one person who never misses any of his meals. My daughter was watching DILWALE DULHANIA LE JAYENGE on Set Max channel. As I was serving dinner to them my eyes fell on the book I had just finished reading that day-Nicholas Sparks' Notebook. Immediately I remembered nopkin.com's SRK and his article I THINK I SAW HER which had appeared that day. I knew my next step, I raised my voice and said," Guess what baby? Today Shah Rukh Khan came to our shop." My daughter who is a huge SRK fan and was singing ruk ja o dil dewane which blared from the TV turned towards me with a "really mama" look on her face. "Yeah, and he promised me wedding," My husband who had picked his first morsel of food and was about to put that in his mouth stopped mid way and gave me a look that seemed to be saying," disgusting!" I knew I had his attention, so it was the best thing that I continued. "No baby, not this SRK from Bollywood, there is a man who calls himself SRK. I met him in nopkin.com and he promised me wedding." He had stopped touching his plate, he fully turned towards me,"… and?" I said I would love that. His jaws dropped, I know he had always taken my role as a wife for granted and didn't expect me doing this. I knew I was pulling the joke too far and wanted to cut it short before he got hurt so I said, " I am talking about the sequel of the book I just finished reading, The Wedding, another book by Nicholas Sparks." "Oh!" was all he could mutter. But after that he changed his mood entirely, he told me he had forgotten about his trip to Thimphu, SRK of Bollywood or Nopkin.com, he definitely didn't want to lose me, I knew that. I had won the battle yet again, I call that woman power.