Intersection of Two Lines in Real Life

How much it takes to discover your other side? Yes it did – 23 days of my India trip. Like all of you, I was also super excited when we booked tickets to my native land. If at all I could imagine me jumping up and down literally.(Yes literally, Sorry that you have to imagine it :P) That splendid joy of meeting my mom and dad, my home, my bike, my room, my PC and stuffs which my mom would be waiting to get rid of but I save it as treasure. So in order to fulfill my multiple requirements (wait, did I sound like a software engineer now? Uh, Nope definitely :P) I made my travel plan in a note. I want it to be a perfect one in which I don’t wanna miss a thing. I made list of places we desired to hang out in Chennai. It included my favorite restaurants, movies to be watched in massive screens and the mandate shopping. But of course my folks had their own list which added number of temples to visit, showing up to relative’s places and some boring activities. In the midst of all, I was prepared to travel eagerly and then the day has arrived.

In India, I majorly reside in my place and in laws’ place. When I was at my in laws’ home, woke up as early as I can i.e. 7.30 AM (I know..!) and helped with few household works even though my mom in law didn’t ask for any. I removed my childish mask and behaved so neat and well. Also I acted ideal right from my communication (in pure mother tongue, trust me it was very difficult) to being conduct with utmost decency. Part of me felt that it was not myself. Nevertheless, I perceive that it adds quality to my character. I never knew that I can keep calm, take responsibilities, limit my words and mingle with elders quite easily. But this is a reverse case when it comes to my home. I wake up in the morning when I really feel like. I taste food before the cooking is done. I keep max volume and listen to songs. I talk stories and stories nonstop (may god show mercy on poor listeners :P) and with other silly deeds.

However, I indulge myself in both the sides I have. I am sure this circumstance is very common for every married woman. I take pride in playing both the roles.

Because we have the willingness to listen, the patience to understand, the strength to support, the heart to care and just to be there! That is the beauty of a lady!

Happy Women’s Day! Cheers to the new horizons of womanhood! Thank you so much for reading my page. Please leave your comments below, certainly it means a lot to me!

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Yes, I received my license in States. Driving here is quite gentle considering our Indian Traffic and especially on those teeny tiny streets where people won’t even move after honking extremely (My place is the best example 😛 Parrys, Chennai). There are times where I used to press horn more than the accelerator. (True Story). Turns out that Indian drivers are experts because once they establish to drive on desi streets, patently qualified to pick up anywhere in the world.

In my case, I found it bit challenging to cope up with the speed of American driving. However, am managing to slowly get along. Not to mention about the roads – Neat, Clean and Tidy. Initial days, I wondered how public strictly abide by the rules of traffic signals.

When I took my car out alone for the first time, I felt confident. Though I made minor mistakes I tend to learn from it and also made sure that I don’t repeat it. I had four wheeler license at India as well. But never got a chance to pick a vehicle all alone. Here, I began to explore places whenever had car at home. Whilst driving alone, you become bold without your knowledge. The feel of self-assurance arising from your own ability adds delightful to your life.

Once while shopping I dialed my dad for a chitchat. Later, I informed him that I have to drive back home and so hung up. While driving, my memories quickly flashed. In India, whenever I travel anywhere by my scooty bike, I have to update my dad that I reached the specific place safely. Its mandate – no matter wherever I go, I have to notify him. Suppose I call little early than the expected time, then he used to yell at me manipulating that I drove fast. According to him, speed of 40 km/hour is economical and secured driving. I observed his notion and so the next time I wouldn’t call him immediately after reaching – maybe after chilling out or taking couple of selfies.(I know I will never change :P). Instantaneously I came into my senses, after reaching home I called my dad. He replied that he was worried and was thinking to ring me back. As a daughter I was aware of his feelings. Followed by, I also updated my husband about my arrival to home as he was also expecting my call.

It is a bizarre that how married life took over our before-tying-knot life. I am delightful to play two major roles in my life – Daddy’s little girl; Hubby’s lovely wifey. Live and relish every moment you come upon. Thank you so much for reading my page. Please leave your comments below, certainly it means a lot to me!

December 13, 2016 0

Confession of a 25 year old Newly Married Lady

I have been married for nine months now. I think it is pretty convincing to quote myself as a “newly” married woman. Since it is my first blog I would like to give base touch with what am going to express. Every married female goes through these phases in their after-tying-knot life. The new aspect of love, courageously leaving our parents, stepping out of our comfort zone, much more responsibilities than we have ever imagined, managing our new home as well as the society, gearing up for proving ourselves in kitchen and etc., Sometimes it feels great to be an independent adult and to take critical decisions along with your partner. At the same time it also strikes that we have to leave our innocent childish behaviors behind. (Not all the times though: P).

I came abroad right after fifteen days of my wedding. I am a pampered kid like almost all of you. I wouldn’t say that I knew nothing in kitchen, observing things, gel with outsiders, organizing rooms/stuffs and etc., But I should concede that I have never been anywhere other than my city Chennai except for temples like Tirupathi, Tirutani and Tiruvannamalai. My folks are explicitly devotional and strictly no partying/no night outs/no mobile phones after 10 PM (still I use it under my blanket and books: P) so I really didn’t get a chance to enjoy the happenings of my city or to explore much. The only trip they granted me when I was doing my Bachelors was to Bangalore-Mysore-Ooty which had 3 solid joyful nights. So for a girl like me, it was so exciting to be here in foreign land. After my arrival here, I had to understand few things. This might sound silly but am sure all of you been through these. Majorly when I am hungry, I have to go switch on the stove and cook from scratch, all by myself to feed me. Unlike I can’t yell at my mom ordering for my favorite menu by lying on sofa with a remote. And importantly, when you lose any stuff and have to search all over the home, again it is only you! As you are the main key who manages everything at home. Responsibility is the word which ties and drags you up and down in this phase. Sometimes it feels tremendous; sometimes it is just scary.

Though we have a loving husband besides us, who cares like our dad, who mentors like our mom, who plays and pranks like our siblings, who understands our thoughts like our friends and above all who loves you for what you are, we would still miss our first part of life forever.

In a short term, Once a princess; Now a queen. We have our own wings now! Fly high! Spread sparks wherever you go! Respect to all women out there trying to determine whom you are!

My upcoming posts will be the silly little things I confront in my married life! I bet it would be interesting. Thank you so much for reading my page. Please leave your comments below and certainly it means a lot to me!

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