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From now on most of my blog titles are going to be 'snippets'. Running out of titles, phew!

Watched English Vinglish yesterday. A nice movie. Sridevi, wow! What a comeback!!

Its a story about a simple Maharashtrian middle class girl, who has never studied English. Her husband and daughter keep taunting her, mother in law is supportive. Daughter gets upset when the mother has to accompany her for a PTM in the school, and shouts at her for talking to her teacher in Hindi. She runs a small business from home, of making laddus. She has a bagful of loyal clients, who admire and appreciate her talent. Sadly, her family doesn't appreciate her talent and as usual takes her for granted. A chance trip to US changes her life forever. There are portions, where we as housewives can relate to. I could. I loved the last set of dialogues, where she talks about marriage.

Marriage is a relationship where both the spouses are 'equals', where no one is judgmental, where both of them respect the efforts taken, but, somewhere the scale tilts to one side, one side becomes heavier. The heavier side starts feeling, that they are the ones who are doing more than the other. And, it need not be the husband always. I have seen wives also, who keep taunting their husbands.

This relationship keeps tilting, the scale is not always well balanced. That's the time, when the other person needs to gently, let their spouse know of their feelings. No point in name calling, accusing, fighting and spoiling the harmony of the house, because it's not worth it. If you think that your relationship is important, all you need to do is 'talk' make your partner aware of his/her actions. Chances are that it will work wonders, we do that with our kids, then why not with our partners? Do we love them any less? The lil tiffs that happen everyday or every other day are different. You need those to spice up your life. Don't make a mountain of those, most of the times our problem is instead of letting go, we let these small tiffs snowball into something big. We do it ourselves and then blame our partners for it.

Life is a long journey, and we need a hand to hold, to walk through. Our lil ones will fly, just as we did from our parent's nest, leaving our Mum and Dads to hold each other's hands.

So if you think your relationship deserves that extra effort, give it. :)



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