....For my Wife
You smile, you frown;
You express, you hide;
You laugh, you cry;
You talk, you’re silent;
You love, you fight;
I look at you cook food for me, sometimes I try cooking and I look you eat the food I cooked and you say “It’s delicious” (I know I burned it);
You take care of my kid, you work, you hardly sleep;
You fight with me for me keeping my wet towel on bed, you always keep the fresh towel for me in the bathroom;
I keep on struggling to use the toothpaste tube and the bathing soap due to ignorance, you change them;
You keep my wardrobe clean, you mess you’rs;
You don't find time to match your clothes for your office, even my socks and handkerchief is ready matched with my dress;
You don’t have your food hot, you don’t let anybody in our house feel the finishing-up of food in their plates, you serve them before they even know that it is getting finished;
You set things completely in place….PERFECTLY, Vivaan and me clutter them;
We mess, you dress;
Rest of us, except you, do what we want, you help us do ‘what we want’ ignoring you’rs;
You ‘COMPLETE’ the house as OUR HOME;
Without you, nothing looks good; you complete us in all the ways;
You make our lives seem perfect, without you, the life’s engine continuously needs servicing;
You re-PAIR our lives….
