The women in your life ..... on International Women's Day

This is a beautiful mail I received from a dear friend a couple of days ago. I am sharing it with you all.

Here is a girl, who is as much educated as you are, Who is earning almost as much as you do
One, who has dreams and aspirations just as you have because she is as human as you are.

One, who has never entered the kitchen in her life just like you or your Sister haven't, as she was busy in studies and competing in a system that gives no special concession to girls for their culinary achievements
One, who has lived and loved her parents & brothers & sisters, almost as much as you do for 20-25 years of her life
One, who has bravely agreed to leave behind all that, her home, people who love her, to adopt your home, your family, your ways and even your family name
One, who is somehow expected to be a master-chef from day #1, while you sleep oblivious to her predicament in her new circumstances, environment and that kitchen

One, who is expected to make the tea, first thing in the morning and cook food at the end of the day, even if she is as tired as you are, maybe more, and yet never ever expected to complain; to be a servant, a cook, a mother, a wife, even if she doesn't want to; and is learning just like you are as to what you want from her and is clumsy and sloppy at times and knows that you won't like it if she is too demanding, or if she learns faster than you

One, who has her own set of friends, and that includes boys and even men at her workplace too, those, who she knows from school days and yet is willing to put all that on the back-burners to avoid your irrational jealousy, unnecessary competition and your inherent insecurities
Yes, she can drink and dance just as well as you can, but won't, simply because you won't like it, even though you say otherwise One, who can be late from work once in a while when deadlines, just like yours, are to be met
One, who is doing her level best and wants to make this most important relationship in her entire life a grand success, if you just help her some and trust her

One, who just wants one thing from you, as you are the only one she knows in your entire house - your unstinted support, your sensitivities and most importantly - your understanding, or love, if you may call it.

But not many guys understand this...

Well... Give it a thought now!!

YOU

You are more caring, protective and loving as days pass by which is when I started admiring you... in that special way.

You won over my entire family in a matter of days. Even my niece started preferring you to me!

You were remorseless when we played uno and monopoly even though you knew I sucked at both. But somehow that just made me like you more..

You went against your own mature self sometimes to entertain the kiddo side of me which included dressing you up in my outfits for no reason at all!

You used to go all dumbstruck and wide eyed whenever I got angry and that expression was so cute it made me smile no matter how pissed off I was at you.

You used to make silly excuses to call me before we got married. I used to make even sillier excuses to call you.

You used to hate it when mummy pampered you by serving more n more food but you ate it nonetheless coz you didn’t want to upset her.

You believed in PDA (public display off affection) and used to wink at me even in a room which was filled with relatives.

You were right there at the station to greet me with a wide smile when I made my first trip ever at my own risk to be a part of your special day – your birthday, just because I wanted to see you and spend some quality time with you before you went off to another part of the world.

You knew that your intelligence on a wide variety of subjects and your ability to talk about anything under the sun impressed me no end and for this very same reason you used to enter into hi-funda debates to leave me all flabbergasted! I would scan newspapers word by word and even started keeping NDTV and google.com on 24x7… just to keep at pace with you.

Your hug used to make me feel that I was safe and shielded from all the bad things in this world… even though my head only reached till your chest while u did so and I had to tilt my head slightly to avoid suffocation.

Your presence and your smile was enough to make my day.

There are so many memories still alive..
Someday, I hope they will just die…
But right now I am not sad at all
I’m just left with a smile when I remember those times… before the fall.

I miss your presence when your not at home, All I feel is void. A very big one at that.
But, does it feel nice to be missed?