I've pondered on this issue for a long time now and it still makes me giddy for I've still not been able to comprehend why people do that.And why is it that women are always made to carry the burden of this guilt even if the main person behind all these is man.Take for example, a woman finds her husband in another lady's house at odd hours and a huge mess follows after that,the whole town starts talking about it. But nowhere in those talks do we find people pointing their fingers at the male counterpart, its always the wife and the other woman who are throughly talked about."Do you know that other woman is stealing that wife's hubby?" goes people in their hushed up tones a sif the whole secret is some kind of valuable truth not to be leaked out for the safety of the nation.the hushed up tones sends an uproar through out and still make the listeners believe that it is the latest news available.
Back in the household where the husband was caught in the wrong place by his wife, the husband is sulking with guilt. and the wife is crying her world out, wishing death to engulf her.At the same time, she is left wondering,"where did i go wrong? Didm't I give him enough of me to make him stay by my side?" and thousand other lines pinning her more each time of her life.On the other side, breathing heavily with shame and guilt, yet finding no solace in any reason the supposed mistress hands over herself to the mesh of wretchedness.
At the end,what we find is two women each questioning her intregity while the man responsible for causing such pain sulks for sometime but his heart wanders to the next prey immediately after the duo makes peace with him.

SMILE

Its amazing how a simple thing like smile can work wonders in this delusionary world. I set off from home with a heavy heart and the wild sorrows riding on my already weakened heart. Trudging slowly to my workplace, i met a strange looking lady. I've never tried to judge people by their looks but today was different. I guess it was my heavy heart playing tricks on me for i found myself staring deep into the contorted face of that lady. If you measured people by the symmetry of their features, this was the most assymmmetrical face i had ever come across. Maybe I had stared too long at those pair of eyes for i saw that thin reed lide lips part and grow wide at the corners. Being caught off- balance i had no other choice but to smile back at her and I smiled my most beautiful smile to hide the fake ego hiding in it. And i found the lady smiling a different smile for the second time. I smiled yet again and that made the cut wider on her face. I liked the way we stood there smiling at eachother. No words were exchanged but we went on smiling for what seemed like an eternity of smiles. After reaching my workplace, seeing that lingering smile on my face, my grumpy collegues smiled at me and i smiled another smile back at them. And hence continued the saga of beautiful smile. It was smile, smile, smile everywhere.
And it did make the environment in the workplace lot brighter.

"Marriage is a sentence,a life sentence,"I remember my husband telling me this in our initial days of courtship,and i would laugh at his sense of humour. Today,we've been married for nine whole years and there are times when I try to sit all alone and try to analyse every second of our married life. Not that I plan to do anything but at times i wonder at the type of human beings marriage can make us.
I remember we used to quarrel a lot in the beginning of our married years, that was the phase we were trying to adjust with eachother.Humans are highly adaptable beings, i mean just look at it this way, this man whom you've never seen before enters your life and claims you as his property and you don't wince about that,infact you open up evrything like he is more important than your own parents who shed their blood and sweat to bring you up.You clean his house, cook food for him, wash his clothes and smile all the time as if your life has met success you've always wanted to have.......the biggest achievement of the life time. You give your time and energy to build a home he has always dreamt of having and if you are not very careful he might accuse you for lack of love if you so much as divert your attention to your kids(after their arrival. God! Husbands are impossible at times. I retort at him then, you are like robber who has robbed my everything and after taking my everything you blame me for wearing fake jewellery.
Whatever said and done, no relation is as true as this relation. When you fall, husband will be be the first person to leap into the pit to save you from getting hurt. Husband is a person who will stay awake the whole night to allow you to sleep peacefully when you are scared about something at night. Husband is the one who will get hurt but won't hurt you ever. (Well, the tiffs and impossibilities that are free packaged gift with this thing called marriage, haha)