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My other life partner.

  Recently I discovered a very shocking fact of my life. Actually it was brought to my notice by a senior friend during one of our girlie talks. The late bloomer that I am, I wasn't aware about it for all these years. But, it IS a fact and I would like to share it with my friends.....esp. my girl friends ,as we are all sailing in the same boat. I have two life-partners! I know, you all must be wondering what the hell I am talking about, but yes, I have two life partners. The first one is the guy I married, Mr. Husband. And the second one is ......a Mr. Mood Swings!! Yes, its Mr. Mood Swings! Its taken me quite some time to come to terms with this horrid piece of news, but thats what my friend told me- Mr. Mood Swings is here to stay-whether I like it or not- till 'death do us part'!
    They say that you are a lucky woman if you have a partner who brings out the best in you. Yes, Mr. Husband does bring out the best in me. But, Mr. Mood Swings- well, he brings out the entire animal kingdom in me. Like for example, couple of days back, he had turned me into a raging bull...ready to charge at anyone crossing my path. Have you seen the animated version of an angry bull who kicks mud and blows fire through his flared nostrils, all ready to charge at a hapless victim? Thats exactly how I was. Ready to pick up a fight at the slightest pretext. Now, I can't go charging at my poor mom-in-law. So, that leaves Mr. Husband. But, there too I hit a wall. You see, Mr. Husband is the lion who never takes things lying down. One loud roar and the world cowers in fear. What chance do I stand in front of a lion? So, I had no choice  but to vent out all my anger and frustration on  the utensils and stuff like that lying around the house....inanimate objects which have no feelings. Oh, but I did spare my precious crockery!
     And some times Mr. Mood Swings gets all naughty and playful- he turns me into a cat....a naughty cat...purring 'suggestively'..vying for some attention from Mr. Husband. But, Mr Husband is now wary...he has seen this cat when she was a raging bull, so keeps his distance. He very well knows that the cat has the ability to turn into that raging bull in no time, so he leaves the jungle to find some peace. And I am left all alone.  I also turn into a rabbit at times. A timid rabbit, scared of every unusual sound that falls on its ears. Even a mere leaf falling on my head frightens me no end. I am such a bundle of twisted nerves at such times. The story of the big, bad wolf seems very real during this phase. But, who do I confide in about the doings of Mr.Mood Swings? There are many more animals hidden within me that Mr. Swings brings out from time to time, but I wont be elaborating any further. I can feel my blood boiling and my breathing getting heavier....I guess the bull is on its way!
      That big guy sitting up there mustn't have paid attention when he filled up our bodies with all those weird hormones. Look what he made us do!! We have ended up with two life if putting up with one wasn't enough!! I guess, I better stop here....I have grown a pair of horns...again..and Mr.Husband will be home any moment!


  1. Shilpa, you have written his piece very humorously! Enjoyed reading it. I wont fear my mood swings anymore:)

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