What
a Kaliyuga has come. No matter how, anywhere, man has no peace. If one is
single, the world does not allow one to live. "When are you getting
married?" It hurts when one is repeatedly asked the same question
wherever…whenever... If one decides to get married to avoid this interrogation,
one mistakenly thought one will find peace. But what is this? There comes a
storm in one’s life. Now that one is a reasonably read man, one has read that
healthy competition improves services. So, one followed it in letter and spirit
and got married again. People in general knew that whatever one says, what
one’s real purpose was. Here the Casanova within again got restless. Man! where
there are two, three also is OK. Unknowingly, one thought one is making record
of some sort. one seem to be a fan of AAP Party; therefore, one too have
adopted Odd and Even formula. However, after two wives he had just put a comma
not a full stop.
Wives
have a sixth sense. When he said, Gut-feeling, wife number two came to know
that something is amiss. Your complexion must have confirmed his suspicion. The
man cannot hide his love. Just like a young woman cannot express her love. You
did not hear Anand Bakshi Saab's song from the film Mahal, "I will hide
this love... How will you handle the heart... Will you put my picture on the
walls?"
That
day was not far off. It came sooner than expected. She saw you getting ready
meticulously. She understood that there was something suspicious. The day she
was waiting for, has come. She
followed. The husband went straight to nearby city and realized that he had
come far away from his second wife's magnetic field. With exciting dream of the
third wife, he entered the lodge. The second wife who shadowed him all the way,
caught him red handed, what you call in compromising position. The wife slapped
him hard. The husband wondered how on earth she appeared here too. Both the
woman and man were shocked. It's like
having a nightmare or waking up from a dream. He forgot that he was a
‘respectable’ Village Head (sarpunch) The sarpunch had a car. Liberal funds
also were handy to be misused. Hence, had all the wherewithal required for such
kind of adventures. He has been enjoying his swag. The sarpunch kept preparing
in his heart that his head was itching to wear to wear. The wedding Sehra for
the third time. Now in full view of public he was being abused/cursed and
manhandled that too by a woman his own wife no.2. He thought it wise to speed
away from the venue.
What
does this teach us? This teaches us never to become the Sarpunch's wife. The
‘punch’ in the sarpunch can also mean five. When the sarpunch's head may spin
again none knows? Secondly, when you are becoming his second wife, what is the
guarantee that his head will not turn for the third or for that matter even
fourth? You have all the illustrations of Bollywood before you.
Don't
forget that a ‘Single’ wife is good enough to convert your status from
monotonous ‘Single’ to ‘Married’. Stay that way! Therein and therein alone,
lies your key to happiness.
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