Today on the run was Sunday...a favorite to many including me. I find it wonderful spending time with my family on weekends and holidays, away from my hectic writing work. Unfortunately, my husband had to go out for some work. It took him around five good long hours to come back.
When it was three hours since he was gone, I started feeling anger. I grunted when he told me over the phone that it would take more time for him to return. I was waiting for him since long and there he was busy with stuffs. Anyways, I was angry, sad and dull melodramatic songs running inside my head. On the top of that, my kid announced he was hungry. I did not want to do anything nonetheless I went into the kitchen to find out the options. It was post lunch time. After mulling over a bit, I and my kid settled down for Bhelpuri (a quickie and real time saver). As I started peeling of onions and carrots, I started thinking (I was still in the same stupor).
Why I am so angry? What is the reason? Because Sumit is not here? Yes. The same reason. But why can't I be happy? Sometimes we must be independent in terms of finding happiness. He is busy for obvious reasons and grunting about it would do nothing but spoil my time. I must turn over this sad moment into a happy one. I will sure do it.