Was that an unsaid-unspoken irony?

She mocks at me calling me silly! I tease her over the ironies, despite the fact that she remains quiet, but mindedly potential waiting for a picture-perfect moment to burst out on me. Still a husband and wife never separate,so inseparable they are. Those fights are the essence during the bursts to let out the hidden, the pent up anger, frustration and solve the unsaid-unspoken things that remain unnoticed by either of us. However, that burst ends rather bizarre but somehow with Never-Want-to-Stop the ongoing laughs and giggles over the sweet relationship that reverberates an after smile for the rest of the day, since things are back to looking forward. And if not, one of us always makes sure that the other puts-forth the minds while holding the love.

There is a moment we all agree to the ‘Kuch Kuch Hota Hai’ translating to ‘you tickle me tender at the right places’ epigram bearing in mind for the right one the very instant you are acquainted and the rest world around you turns very dramatically rosey and wonderland-ish. On the other hand, making up your mind to stay with someone for rest of the life, doesn’t just  mean to stay together for life but being together as prioritizing the other half. It’s that other half of you that remains whole because of you and completes you; in addition this relativity of love between a husband and wife is totipotent. It needs your baby-ing. You need to nurture that love, the chemistry, that relationship. It takes time, effort and a lot of patience. Forgive and forget, as for the rest the loves takes over all blemishes. Every little stiffness, bouts of anger just fizzles out as soon as you might do something as silly or petty as may be sing her a

I fall in love with you every single day

And her, may be she turns around to say

Okay I let you off this time!

Petty little things they are but make such a big difference that makes one behold their relationship, their love and give it the love it needs to blossom.

In the course of getting over the fight, the chemistry doesn’t fade as it seems, nonetheless the fear of repeating the same thing which unknowingly makes us take a step back. Conversely, with just one sudden move, the whole atmosphere changes, back to singing the songs of togetherness, celebrating ‘husband and wife’ element, so hangs in the air. Bringing the both beautifully together. What gets forgotten in those lively laughs, is not that move but the matter where both ended up fighting.

Figuratively, we verve together through the dimension of every struggle and every joy from little things to the luxuries, remaining together through thick & thin. That is the will I wish I had paramount while choosing that one for me but now that I have her, I don’t need to know that feeling.

Little things often go unnoticed but a particular moment that brought a strange sensation of having her beside me makes me hold even the little things now. The reason to share this is that in this busy life, metaphorically more than half of the conversations are filled with helping verbs and pronouns which one just glance over and so do I do for every detail, but she reminds me this as an IRONY to me.

Dreaming about the day of not staying single anymore, someday that day is today and tomorrow likewise that day turn into yesterday. But what changes during those moments of hope, desire, longing, and endless wait for that perfect one, is that a dream in itself? The dream turns into reality. You find that one you were searching for; maybe after skimming through millions of eyes or just in the blink of an eye, but that perfect one remains an impression forever, vis-à-vis the next footstep taken is but-obvious speaking the sacred vows of marriage.

Two ironical things that remain constant throughout the course track are the through changing things and the part where they both got each other. And that’s called being together in my unsaid-unspoken words.

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