Fluid like Water Running Through A River I felt guilty during my brothers wedding yesterday. They looked deeply in love, and not to be outdone by being less than an exhibitionist, my brother proclaimed his commitment when asked, in front of hundreds of guests, of what is the definition of marriage. Words like, love, marry, for the rest of their lives, together. Though the older ones, whove been through the motions and challenges of marriage may be inflicted by a sense of guilt, of this vow of commitment, bury their feelings of being jaded or disillusioned by the happily-ever-after-all-the-time picture with a smile on their face, or hopes in their hearts that this would be true for them, as it is very unlikely for the bulk of the older couples that attended the wedding. Unlike my brother, I am the more pragmatic one, although it works for me, to the disdain of some, the more calculating one, when it comes to life. Perhaps jaded, but yet, I am happy, I live by the moment, when it comes to marriage. The for the rest of our lives, till death do us part, seems too much of a burden for me to fathom, what more imagine, as at every turn, at every year my marriage eclipse its anniversary, I am tried with some sort of a challenge or another. What used to be my hope, my dream that marriage, if being paired with the one would be a breeze, falls short of that expectation, and we are faced with the differences of where we came from and trying very hard in calibrating our goals so that it becomes in sync. After the excitement of exploring something new dies down, then theres the challenge of reigniting that passion, the strength to ward off temptation. All, all in surviving the marriage, at a possibility of till death do us part. I dont get much time alone nowadays, but in order for me to survive the tides of marriage, I rationalise my challenges. I cut them into pieces, and ride the wave. To the extent of re-defining what marriage means to me, and not looking too far into the horizon. Although I love my husband and daughter dearly, but, lets face it, marriage isnt easy, and in my opinion, which I will follow through, that its not the centre of the universe either. I view marriage as companionship, as the chance for two imperfect human beings to show each other their flaws, to be vulnerable, yet, despite our failings as the people we expect to be, its safe enough for us to fall into each others arms, in comfort and forgiveness, then, cry. So, heres to approaching to 11 years of being married to each other. Most of the time, its wonderful, lets hope for more wonderful years to come. As for me, I will live in the moment...
Posted on: Sun, 09 Nov 2014 17:11:17 +0000
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