B004 dated at Tadepalligudem the 20.04.T20.
Hello my dear readers. It's been two months since I write something here. In fact it's the golden jubilee day since after my last writing.
By the way welcome back to Eckce.
I had lot to share with everyone of you. But I have not been able to find good time to spend here. Yes, even though the world is locked down, students and quarantined employees finding ways to pass the time, netizens digging the old puzzles out to throw again as if they had invented new ones, television media telecasting the played items again, reporting channels having no other headlines to break the news, I have been busy. The only time my mind works for myself is when I do take bath and sometimes while consuming food. Yes, my mind is refreshed when warm water pours along my head down the flesh. At that time I use to wish I shall write something today but give up later. But some special moments compel me to take time to type here.
The majority of life in majority of people is lead majorly by other persons alone.
That is for most of us, the major decisions in our lives are taken by our parents. Our childhood, studies, career and marriage. Very few people are exceptional but not I am. I got married someday in the past. Even though I was employed, well aware of hurries and worries in the world I fell in an unnamed illness and agreed to get married as if I can never get married if not then. This has been happening at every stage of my life. Every aspect has been decided by someone else.
I named it Monster Wedding and I used to think a year after that I must have waited and been thinking the same now even. But the situation here is my kids are controlling me now. Again I am being controlled 😂.
Not only the wedding, every last and lost memory of mine repeats the same rotten routine storyline. I don't think it stops in my future. I should stop complaining. When trying to figure out the reasons for this, I noticed. I live for the moment. I always think about the past. I rewind what has happened but not review what should have happened. I don't plan my future unlike my contemporary fellows do. I'm not worried about that. The Lord will lead it in His Will.
Coming back, the reason I named it Monster Wedding is I had not planned much before about my wedding like any other guys do. But I did not implement what little I planned because I was in an unnamed illness. You guys please understand that I am not able to name what that was. I had seen my wife just once before my wedding. ... .... ......
I will share the rest about my wedding in my next post.
Now I will share about her who came into the picture just now. It's my wife. My parents the ultimate authority of my life on the earth have elected her for me. We got married 4 years ago.
Everyone shares that one's spouse is love of one's life. But I never felt it and never shared it because I don't share something if I don't really feel it. And I don't share it even if I feel it.
Now after four years, I want to share that she is a not bad wife. I don't call her best wife unlike others because I won't send my wife to compete with them. For me and my household she holds good.
She eats less but spends much at dining table. Really bad.
It's hard to teach her something not because she's not a good learner. It's because she's a bad listener. Very bad.
She follows many foolish activities which I don't accept. Stupidity.
I don't share her pictures much because she doesn't have a good portrait because she doesn't possess a photogenic personality. Old attitude.
She pronounces words as if she had not attended school. Village maid.
She doesn't wear modern dresses unlike the girls following fashion today. Outdated.
All these things and many more I don't like in and about her but I was unable to let her cease any of them in practice.
She is Mrs.Raju. But before that She is Ms.Mani.
As I wish to have my own identity, let her have it too.
She wants to be comfortable in what she likes to wear.
She uses to show her good self with her nativity.
She prefers to see her image in the mirror than that of a front camera.
She has her own ideology and she will realise what she's doing.
She feels all that she knows is okay and sufficient.
She cooks tasty food for me and my kids. She feeds us yummy enough.
And she is my further hope that she will fulfill my unplanned future dreams with her education background.
She gave me a boy like daughter and a girl like son.
Despite everything, she must be a blessing for me from God. I have neither shared it with her nor with anyone.
We don't generally celebrate occasions but it's her 29th birthday. I don't wish much about her future but I pray.
à°ªొà°—ిà°¡ిà°¤ే పడేà°¦ి à°ª్à°°ేయసి
à°¤ిà°Ÿ్à°Ÿిà°¨ా పడేà°¦ే à°¶్à°°ీమతి.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE WIFE OF MY LIFE.
Hello my dear readers. It's been two months since I write something here. In fact it's the golden jubilee day since after my last writing.
By the way welcome back to Eckce.
I had lot to share with everyone of you. But I have not been able to find good time to spend here. Yes, even though the world is locked down, students and quarantined employees finding ways to pass the time, netizens digging the old puzzles out to throw again as if they had invented new ones, television media telecasting the played items again, reporting channels having no other headlines to break the news, I have been busy. The only time my mind works for myself is when I do take bath and sometimes while consuming food. Yes, my mind is refreshed when warm water pours along my head down the flesh. At that time I use to wish I shall write something today but give up later. But some special moments compel me to take time to type here.
The majority of life in majority of people is lead majorly by other persons alone.
That is for most of us, the major decisions in our lives are taken by our parents. Our childhood, studies, career and marriage. Very few people are exceptional but not I am. I got married someday in the past. Even though I was employed, well aware of hurries and worries in the world I fell in an unnamed illness and agreed to get married as if I can never get married if not then. This has been happening at every stage of my life. Every aspect has been decided by someone else.
I named it Monster Wedding and I used to think a year after that I must have waited and been thinking the same now even. But the situation here is my kids are controlling me now. Again I am being controlled 😂.
Not only the wedding, every last and lost memory of mine repeats the same rotten routine storyline. I don't think it stops in my future. I should stop complaining. When trying to figure out the reasons for this, I noticed. I live for the moment. I always think about the past. I rewind what has happened but not review what should have happened. I don't plan my future unlike my contemporary fellows do. I'm not worried about that. The Lord will lead it in His Will.
Coming back, the reason I named it Monster Wedding is I had not planned much before about my wedding like any other guys do. But I did not implement what little I planned because I was in an unnamed illness. You guys please understand that I am not able to name what that was. I had seen my wife just once before my wedding. ... .... ......
I will share the rest about my wedding in my next post.
Now I will share about her who came into the picture just now. It's my wife. My parents the ultimate authority of my life on the earth have elected her for me. We got married 4 years ago.
Everyone shares that one's spouse is love of one's life. But I never felt it and never shared it because I don't share something if I don't really feel it. And I don't share it even if I feel it.
Now after four years, I want to share that she is a not bad wife. I don't call her best wife unlike others because I won't send my wife to compete with them. For me and my household she holds good.
She eats less but spends much at dining table. Really bad.
It's hard to teach her something not because she's not a good learner. It's because she's a bad listener. Very bad.
She follows many foolish activities which I don't accept. Stupidity.
I don't share her pictures much because she doesn't have a good portrait because she doesn't possess a photogenic personality. Old attitude.
She pronounces words as if she had not attended school. Village maid.
She doesn't wear modern dresses unlike the girls following fashion today. Outdated.
All these things and many more I don't like in and about her but I was unable to let her cease any of them in practice.
She is Mrs.Raju. But before that She is Ms.Mani.
As I wish to have my own identity, let her have it too.
She wants to be comfortable in what she likes to wear.
She uses to show her good self with her nativity.
She prefers to see her image in the mirror than that of a front camera.
She has her own ideology and she will realise what she's doing.
She feels all that she knows is okay and sufficient.
She cooks tasty food for me and my kids. She feeds us yummy enough.
And she is my further hope that she will fulfill my unplanned future dreams with her education background.
She gave me a boy like daughter and a girl like son.
Despite everything, she must be a blessing for me from God. I have neither shared it with her nor with anyone.
We don't generally celebrate occasions but it's her 29th birthday. I don't wish much about her future but I pray.
à°ªొà°—ిà°¡ిà°¤ే పడేà°¦ి à°ª్à°°ేయసి
à°¤ిà°Ÿ్à°Ÿిà°¨ా పడేà°¦ే à°¶్à°°ీమతి.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE WIFE OF MY LIFE.
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Super bro
Super
Happy Birthday Mrs. Raju
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