I hate smart men

As usual I reached home after hectic day in office by 8pm in the evening. I freshened up and continued with my evening chores. One part of my mind always waits for late lateef hubby, who tells he will be in home by 8:30pm but comes home only after 10pm just to impressing his boss:-) Though mind empathizes with him for his situation, heart sometimes (to be read as most of the times) goes in opposite direction.

I was rolling chapatti when the door bell rang around 9:30. Oh my god! Hubby is half an hour early today. Thank god for small mercies. With a broad curve on my face went to receive patidevru at the door. So tired he looked poor fellow. The moment he saw my face he smiled and I smiled back at him. He came out of his chariot and started staring at me and said, “wow ! Your face is so clear. You are glowing, why is it sweetheart?”

Could somebody please hold me firm? I am flying (though with 70Kg weight nobody flies but still I was). I blushed and thanked hubby whole heartedly for his complement.

He didn’t stop there. He continued. “Tell me dear, how come you are looking so clear today and you are looking really bright, tell me know”

Then even I started searching for an answer. I said “may be because I am very happy today”. I started explaining him by using all the knowledge I had about the influence of one’s psychological state on his appearance with so many illustrations. As I continued to blush in the process of answering his question I turned pink :-).

Hubby on the other hand was not satisfied with the answer. He said “Nah! That may be the reason. I have seen you when you were very happy but I never saw this clarity on your face”

Then suddenly I saw the chance to sell him my ideas, “May be because I am doing yoga and meditating nowadays. I am just done with my pranayama, you know”. Yes, I was very much convinced with my answer this time and I turned towards hubby for his reaction while I explained the advantages of yoga, pranayama and meditation which I had heard from my yoga instructors and read over the net. My cheeks turned red this time with so much of blushing. I was afraid, if my blushing continued I might break one or two blood veins on my cheek.

But somehow he was not convinced. He replied, “You are doing yoga and meditating for almost a month now. But still there is some difference today”.

Even though by then, the chapatti was roasted to end of its life, I continued my brainstorming. Giving a convincing answer to my hubby’s question had become my mission. More than satisfying him, I wanted to know the answer so that I can brag about the same thing with my friends and colleagues. But all my efforts were in vein.

Hubby who was silently trying to find an answer till now, said “oh! I got it”.

I thanked god again for his kind heart. Thank you god, finally my hubby found the reason for my glowing. I was very eager to listen to his words dipped in honey. This much tension I never had, not even when my semester results were out.


At that moment my flight of fancy brought down to earth by his monologue “How could I miss it. it is my new spectacles” , as he started looking into the mirror adjusting his brand new spectacles with new lenses.

My face got drained immediately and turned pale. I gave him a mouthful and went inside the kitchen not even admiring his new spectacles.