“I am happy and lucky Viswaraj, that I didn’t marry you”. She said to me.

I looked at her. After 6 years, we are meeting for the first time and she started with such a lovely statement. This is for what I admire girls and cute little doggies. They will always be faithful and close to their current masters; even if we fed them the first sip of their life. They will tear you apart, if we try to make an old memory love stunt. Beware!

“Why Aradhana, you got a lottery for not marrying me? “. I asked in wonder.

“Yes, but in the form of a lovely and caring husband. He is madly in love with me and take care of me like am his little baby – Nikhil, I love him.” She replied.

I can see the excitement in her eyes and voice. Her eyes grew bigger and bigger as she was going crazy about her husband to me. I tried to be an attentive listener.

“You know Viswa, he doesn’t drink, he doesn’t smoke, he doesn’t have the habit of tobacco, and he doesn’t look at other girls and ooze water. Also he comes early after the office and spend time with me every day, he pick up my phone calls at the first ring itself “. She was going nonstop.

I looked at her, this time more closely.

She was slim, beautiful, and had an amazing structure while at the college and I fell deep drown on that vital statistics. I hate maths and it is eating a paracetamol without water and the only thing in maths which sounds interesting is statistics. It can be associated with many things and helps in comparison also using many specific tools for every sample of study and the results derived is also helpful in daily life; especially to college going boys. Her cheeks resemble me of old tennis balls and her overall look was like an air filled white dressed balloon.

“Are you listening”. She stopped talking.

“Yes, I am, please go on”. I replied instantly and came right back in to the subject matter.

“The most amazing thing is; Nikhil wear only those dresses which I select for him and he admires my selection and dress sense always. I can freely speak about serial stories to him and he will participate in the discussion also. He doesn’t like body art and muscles. Isn’t that amazing?” She looked at me.

“Can he walk over water?”.  I asked.

“What”. She didn’t understand

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“Can he turn water to Wine? “. I asked again.

She was looking puzzled.

“Can he cure the affected?”

“Can he feed 5000 people with 5 pieces of bread?”.

I stopped and looked at her for answer.

“What nonsense are you talking? Are you drunk even in the morning Viswa”? She was angry.

“No, I was just checking and making clear that JESUS CHRIST got married or not”. I couldn’t resist myself form saying that.

“Ha ha ha, very funny. I know, you love to make fun of me all the time n you love doing that. You were doing this for all the 3 years in my life and you enjoy the same even after 6 years right?” She asked.

I didn’t speak anything.

“I just wanted to say that, I am happy, that’s all”. She said.

“I am very much happy that you are happy, seriously”. I said that and touched my neck.

“So great of you”. She replied.

“But one thing Aradhana, I enjoy my life a lot now. I love myself very much now. I can forget my mobile at home; I can hangout anywhere anytime; 3 or 4 long road trips every year with my close buddies; late night Saturdays; no need to put my mother’s call on hold; more over anything, I can sleep and wake up at any time I want; I can drink as much beer I want; I can vomit after every 5th peg and I don’t have to answer anybody for that. Isn’t that crazy?”. I asked her and winked my eyes.

“Bye”. She said to me and walked towards her car where her husband was carrying their baby.

“Bye, see you some other time”. I also wished and waved her.

She stopped suddenly and turned to me.

“What do you think of yourself? You are smart? She asked.

“Of course dangerously smart”. I replied.

“You will suffer in your life for sure. Note me ok.” She said and walked very quickly to her car.

I started my Yamaha FZ and raised it to its full throttle open.

“Life, I am coming, get ready”.

I felt the evening sunlight moving with me, leaving the backdrops behind far away. Wow.