Happy Women’s day

At a very early age, my parents made it very clear that I have no other choice than to study hard and become a highly qualified professional. The later life would become easy, I was told so.  I left all my hobbies and friends which a normal teenager has and only focused on my studies. What was happening in the world around, family affairs was not my concern.

After 10 years of hard work, I became a highly qualified professional. Parents and family were proud of me.  

I got married to a beautiful, talented, yet simple girl. She supported me for 8 years while I was establishing myself at the job. People at the office called me a workaholic and I took it as a compliment. My wife was also busy with her profession and hobbies. Life could not be better.

But the life turned upside down when we had a baby. I was not expecting such a big change. My wife’s health changed drastically after the birth of our baby. She left her job to focus on the baby and her health. Money was not a problem; I was earning more than enough.

At the job I raised my bars and had high expectations from myself. I knew I could do even better. As result, I kept getting the promotion, and fame in my field.

Suddenly at home, my wife became an attention seeker. My priority could not change; what will others think if I perform a little less at my job, I had raised my own standards.

She and her family knew it from before, my in-laws. They had married their daughter due to my intensity in work, and simplicity. I have no bad habits like drinking, smoking, and other women. The only weakness was my work. Why does my wife expect me to change now?

I enjoy taking on more responsibilities at the office, but not at home; this is how I am. One evening at home, I was peacefully working on a project on my laptop and for entertainment, I put on the television; that works perfectly for me. Totally engrossed in my work, did not like to get disturbed, suddenly the child started crying and my wife started yelling at me to help her. I overheard her at first.

She started yelling even more, on the other hand, the baby was continuously crying. To control the situation I slapped my wife. Suddenly there was pin-drop silence. But it was just peace before the storm.

The next day, she did not make breakfast for me and stopped talking to me. I quietly left for the office thinking things will get better when I come back home in the evening.

Things got better not that evening, but after some days. My wife was much involved in taking care of the baby. But the situation often went out of control when she was frustrated. And I knew how to quiet her.

This went on for a few years. Why did she never complain to her parents because she knew if I could not manage the stress neither could she. It was her mistake too.

I love my family and my wife and respect her family too. And they were aware of it. If someone has to change that has to be her. I just want perfection at work, for that, I get promotions, more income. and that cannot be wrong.

My seniors appreciate me at the office and being appreciated among all the relatives. I bring expensive gifts and support all my relatives with a lot of money, whenever I visit them.  

I had no money issues then why she does not keep a maid for herself and the baby, but she wanted to do everything herself. Trying to be a super mom and that is her problem, not mine.

My wife often expressed her anger after every fight by not cooking for me and stopped communicating with me. Food was not the problem, but her quietness was.

One day, I called her parents to my place. Seeing me crying they pity me and told their daughter to be patient with me. I thought I won the battle.

After a few years, she got involved with my friend, we worked in the same office. That was enough. It was unacceptable to me. I complain to my boss, seeing me crying, everyone criticized him in the office. Also, the boss took his position and everyone made it difficult for him to stay at the job.

I got sympathy and support from everywhere; her family and mine, people at the office.

After a year, one day I was scolding my daughter, I could be hard sometimes, too much work pressure. But I never forget to say sorry to her later and also I provide her all the comforts of the world.

My daughter was crying hard, she could over-react like her mother sometimes. But that was not my lucky day; all of sudden my wife got possessed by some powers, she threw me on the ground and washed me as a washerman washes the cloth with ‘bare hands’ and left me crying. She took our 10-year-old kid with her and left the home forever. She did not go to her parent or her boyfriend.