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 By Arun Yadav
I have to take permissions for anything and everything, I have to come home early, I have to watch my weight, I have to pick up my towel and what not. My dream crashed. This is one of the strangest incidents of my life which resulted in of the happiest event of my life. I got married three years age and today I am blessed with the naughtiest boy. Life is good. Though, there have been days when I survived on maggi because my wife found out that I smoked and refused to cook. There have also been days when I had to sleep on couch after I forgot my third anniversary. Also there have been days when I had to go without watching the cricket match because someone put a child lock on all the sports channels. But still I would say life is good. But first thing first! How my life became this good is more critical. Around four years ago, I was sending a text message to one of my friend but I wrongly sent it to a number very similar to my friend’s. The next day, I made the same mistake. And the following day to the next day I repeated my mistake. Holy Cow! I still can’t believe how number blind I was. But what had been done can’t be undone. The third day I got a call from the same number, I picked up the phone thinking it’s my friend and addressed the caller in my tapori language. She turned out to be girl. She scolded me and I apologized. The very next day I messaged her again (don’t blame me I was number blind). This time, her so called brother cum friend called me and terrorized me with dire consequences. I wish I had listened to him. I felt guilty and scared. Then I called her genuinely to apologize and made up my mind to gift my friend a new number. She forgave me. I don’t know how and why I didn’t hang up the phone and we just kept on talking for fifteen minutes. Then we spoke the next day and also the day following the next day. This continued for several days and finally we met. She was being escorted by her so called brother cum friend which I was not aware of. And I was being escorted by my friend which she was not aware of (I can very well take care of myself, but this was my first date). I fell head over heals for her. She also confessed her undying love. We got married the following year. The first few months were ecstatic. Then I woke up one day and realized that I am no more a bachelor. I have to take permissions for anything and everything, I have to come home early, I have to watch my weight, I have to pick up my towel and what not. My dream crashed. You must be wondering why I started of with saying that my life is good? Right? Here’s why, one fine day, I fell asleep on the couch while watching a movie in the evening. I woke up and found myself covered with a blanket, a cushion under my head and the lights turned off. I felt at home. After all the years staying away from my family and with my roommates I felt cared for. Though I might have to eat maggi and sleep on the couch after my loving wife reads this, but I would still conclude by saying that my life is good.
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Groomlogy 
