Ever since I conveyed my decision to step out of our marriage to my husband, he has been constantly telling me something that has failed to make any sense till this day.
Besides the countless big and small grudges, the biggest issue he seems to have is, he hates the very idea that I decided to end this marriage. Before you get the impression that he has been trying to save the marriage and other thoughts on the same line, let me clarify, he means he wanted to be the one to decide what happens to this marriage, my life, and everything else.
I have been of the opinion that in a marriage one of the spouses wanting to opt out, is reason enough to worry and ponder as to what could be done to mend the dent. But, his ego seems to be in pain cause he missed out on the privilege of telling a woman to go to hell.
I have been aware of his sadistic tendencies. Needless to say, I shouldn’t have been surprised by any ridiculous remarks he makes, but this one seems to have stuck to my mind. It is a very sad state of affairs. I feel sorry, not for having hurt him with the decision I took, but because I had somehow missed on noting his true personality in the many years we’ve been together.
It’s rightly said, every failed relation, every mistake we make isn’t life/time wasted but an important lesson learnt. I too have learnt many lessons and have (hopefully) started working on changing myself to adapt better to the changed circumstances.
This whole episode, (I prefer to consider this failed marriage an episode in my life for life itself is too big to compare marriage as being everything in one’s life) has left me wondering, why does he (my husband) not worry about our burnt house rather than fretting over trivial issues like he missed on saving his favorite shirt from the fire!
The song on my mind: Koi Fariyad ~ Tum Bin