"In case of fire, Use stairs for exit " , said the sign on the escalator of my building..
Every marriage has a moment of realization i.e., the romance and passion have left the building as did Elvis.
A happy marriage though sees the loyalty, trust and stability seated smug besides the fireplace.**
An ecstasy in a marriage is when its two inmates realize the other one is a perfect soul devoid of any flaws
When the mortals shout out loud on social media how the marriage and millionth selfie both are void of any thorns and thaws.
Ola fellas! marriage is indeed a fairytale but not the ones we grew up on..
It is not a scripted journey with irrational gender categorized heroism with some annoying peppy song.
A fairytale we grew up on involved a rescuing and resurrecting of a soul, and a happy ever after with the guarantee of no disgrace ..
But back in the world of logic and rationality, a happy marriage starts with two people capable enough to save themselves in solace.
Despite all the smog of despair that comes when one becomes husband and wife..
Inspite of all pseudo-feminism and male chauvinism that keeps plaguing your life.
There is an undeniable beauty of the vows that one person commits to the other and the self..
It is breathtaking how in front of the magnificence of a union, relevance of "I" is just a trotting elf.
Marriage never is an abyss of hopelessness that seems like a sad opera that would go on perpetually
A happy marriage is also never meant to deliver an ecstatic high that takes you to a world with no Mondays or Broccoli.
Marriage is an ultimate example to metamorphosis, it is a mountain trail full of atrocities and fantasy
Marriage is just another Land somewhere between Zombie apocalypse and Ecstasy.
Little did I know the sign was preparing me all my life for my own Wedding.
One circle, Second circle and then some more rolled..
One circle, Second circle and then some more rolled..
Keep it Coming, Keep it coming! Highly voluptuous Pandit Ji called .*
If by Honeymoon phase we mean something anatomically similar to zombie apocalypse ..
If being in a honeymoon phase feels like a drunk bird crashing on the window pane of truck.
If Honeymoon phase is a hilarious turn of events turning your fairy tale into a lunar eclipse ..
I can relate if the first word in morning you say is something similar to buck.
If everything he says makes as much sense as Donald Trump ..
If everything she expects seems like a one-legged blind-folded lemon race to Mount Everest summit.
If every day seems as much as like a stinky dump ..
You have nowhere to run, you are in the land of marital bliss dammit!
If the frown on her forehead is as frequent as Mr. Modi's international trips ..
If the irritation in his voice is as evident as Shakira's h*ps.
Alas! A rational discussion is one thing she does not do..
P.S. , there is no discussion anyways he would do.
If the frown on her forehead is as frequent as Mr. Modi's international trips ..
If the irritation in his voice is as evident as Shakira's h*ps.
Alas! A rational discussion is one thing she does not do..
P.S. , there is no discussion anyways he would do.
Every marriage has a moment of realization i.e., the romance and passion have left the building as did Elvis.
A happy marriage though sees the loyalty, trust and stability seated smug besides the fireplace.**
An ecstasy in a marriage is when its two inmates realize the other one is a perfect soul devoid of any flaws
When the mortals shout out loud on social media how the marriage and millionth selfie both are void of any thorns and thaws.
Ola fellas! marriage is indeed a fairytale but not the ones we grew up on..
It is not a scripted journey with irrational gender categorized heroism with some annoying peppy song.
A fairytale we grew up on involved a rescuing and resurrecting of a soul, and a happy ever after with the guarantee of no disgrace ..
But back in the world of logic and rationality, a happy marriage starts with two people capable enough to save themselves in solace.
Despite all the smog of despair that comes when one becomes husband and wife..
Inspite of all pseudo-feminism and male chauvinism that keeps plaguing your life.
There is an undeniable beauty of the vows that one person commits to the other and the self..
It is breathtaking how in front of the magnificence of a union, relevance of "I" is just a trotting elf.
Marriage never is an abyss of hopelessness that seems like a sad opera that would go on perpetually
A happy marriage is also never meant to deliver an ecstatic high that takes you to a world with no Mondays or Broccoli.
Marriage is an ultimate example to metamorphosis, it is a mountain trail full of atrocities and fantasy
Marriage is just another Land somewhere between Zombie apocalypse and Ecstasy.
* Husband is referred to as he and wife is referred to as She here because I wrote this poem from my own point of view, that of a straight sexuality. She and She , He and he is equally amazing from my perspective.
** (Yes this happy married couple seems settled in a mansion in U.K.)
+1 for the footnote :D
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