(MARITAL DISCORDS)- IDHAR UDHAR KI BAAT

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"Sir, I am happily divorced," said  a friend when I went to meet him in his office. 

I felt bad and said, "sorry, wish I could mediate and save your marriage. 

Tea arrived for me and he pulled out a container from his drawer and poured two spoons of protein powder. As he was stirring his drink, I couldn't stop from asking, "so that is to build physical strength to get married again?"

"No, sir. After a difficult time, my life is coming back on track. I don't want to derail it again. She took every bit of my property; I am paying her maintenance allowance and she is with another guy. I don't want to get robbed again. Women have become highly prudent. There is a friend who got divorced, the lady took half his wealth as alimony. He remarried her, but that didn't go well, so she took the balance of his property. It hurts to give half your pay to a person who is living with someone else. Our organization doesn't listen. They are biased towards the other gender. Overall, a man is something like a chicken with a skewer passing through him and placed on a barbe que stand with smouldering charcoal underneath. And the wife is blowing air. Some idiots like me initially feel that she is blowing that pleasant air on him. But she is actually blowing it on the charcoal to make you feel the heat. Some females do it very gently so the man doesn’t realise like the boiling frog. A few of them blow the air so vigorously that it leaves no choice for the man to move towards divorce. Do you know the divorce or marital discord cases of officers is in a few hundreds. And as an organisation we support the other sex at the cost of our own soldiers."

"There can't be so many cases. We can't afford to have so many officers mentally disturbed. I am sure the hierarchy will be considerate to these officers."

"Sir, you sound very innocent. The hierarchy itself is on the skewer..." He went on to explain the predicament of so many officers. At a point I also felt like a victim. In the middle of his discourse he said, "Didn't you ever feel victimized by your wife? Tell me at least one instance."

I wrecked my brain to find one and I stammered, "my wife always buys the same colour ( little difference in shade) and design of towels for me and my dog."

He smiled and said, "you see there is a hidden desire to treat you like a dog."

I was wondering whether it is for good or bad, because she loves the dog. His phone rang and he got up to say, "I have to attend a meeting. You can have your tea at leisure. 

As he moved towards the door I asked, "where do they poke the skewer first to roast you?"

It took him some time to understand the question. Then he said, "it doesn’t matter sir, when the skewers are poked you are under anaesthesia of infatuation."

I left without having tea.


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