YOU MAKE YOUR CHOICE-a poem

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Army Officers wives- The unsung heros

I was browsing through google about army officers' wives lives and found almost next to nothing about it. I wondered the weirdness of it. Because Army is a part of our lives even if we are the 'civilians'. We hope to divest the very core of army officers wives lives. And it is very imporant that everybody should know about it. It is not easy to divulge the actual secret behind the smiles, the courtesies, the organization and the parties without some cynicism.

I am an Army Officer's wife and proud to be so.

Yet when i think about the baggage i carry along with me with the knowledge that its not actually a paradise to live in, i hesitate to say further. Let us leave the office to the officers and talk about their wives.

As a newly wed I had several expectations on being ragged to death. And with the stories i have heard about it, Medical and Engineering colleges seem rather saintly. This happened to a Major who had bought his wife in his unit and was welcomed by a 'jawan' (Posed by an officer). The Major was introduced to the wife as one of the jawans and was taken in the army truck (dhai-ton) to the OR quarters. The wife (now obviously scared out of her wits) couldn't stop crying. The army wives (posing as jawans wives) with saree covering their heads sympathized with her, secretly relishing about the plan accomplished. After a while the officer was let off with a grand dining in party where the newly weds are treated like royals. It is all related with a laugh and certainly the unit makes it sure that you never forget your first time.

One more incident where the wife is kidnapped by the bachelors and hidden in the No. 1 guest room, one more when the newly weds are greeted with a bullocart decorated in ballons and ribbons. The officer drags the cart and the wife, now outraged with humour indulges everyone with the right expressions. after all the unit just wants to be entertained themselves.

Say it luck, or perhaps my sweet face (lol ;) i was treated well with as little horror as possible. I was greeted in the No.1 gypsy and taken to the No.1 guest room and spent honeymooning there for the next two weeks. It was fun. The dining party followed. I wore my pink tasar silk feeling like a newly wed myself, sang a song for them without much a due. I was loved by all. Later on the popular of the unit, Lt. Col Dewan asked me to contribute something for the unit momento- a huge silver Golconda (where the AD unit was raised for the first time). It had to be something expensive. And down came my diamond ring. I was apprehensive, though having heard of the tradition. i asked asked to wish anything from the Golconda fort that was adorning the coffee table of the MESS. Obviously my heart was just fixed on my diamond ring and asked it out aloud. It was given back to me with a loud laughter around me.

Some days later on I was raided at one in the night by the bachelors. I made coffee, served them the freshly baked banana cake and after an hour was back to bed (cursig my guts off). You cant show too much emotions as a wife. You have to take it with a stride (everything!!).

So you see, there are traditions followed, some kidding around, some pulling of leg. But you remember these days and no wonder you have a smile on your face.

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Sonia KSingh

All because I didnt get up on time

Morning 9:00 a.m
A very upsetting day. And for the past few days Im not able to get up on time. Its like I just want to keep on dreaming and sleeping. Shall i blame it on the cold weather? I would like to. But I think its just laziness on my part.
Didnt make breakfast, lost the Rashion book, spent my day just searching the damn thing!!!

ALL THE BEST review

I'm no expert but ALL THE BEST was really a funny movie.
It was great to see a comedy without Govinda taking the limelight and Ajay didn't do a bad job either. Fardeen Khan who works rather well with a multi starer project is interesting to watch too. The main lead is Sanjay Dutt and he makes the movie funnier with his expressions and queries. Mugda Godse was not at all...serious roles would suit her more. But after a long time you see Johnny Lever here and we really missed him as a comedian (So welcome back)

But I was rolling by the end of the movie.

Fav Scene- When Ajay Devgan has Bipasha's pic in his wallet and Sanjay dutt who has been told that Bipasha is Fardeen Khan's wife just looks zapped (lol)

'Prem Chopra' touch is awesome too.

So all in all go watch it and have fun.
All the best :)

Now is the NOT the time to get angry

Threw a luncheon at home and 'Bachelors' were supposed to come. They had self invited themseleves and didnt come on time. I was just so freaking mad at them yet i couldn't express it. And that was two days ago. Still, I feel that anger simmering inside me and making me damn restless. Oh, I want to just tell them a thing or two. And they just had stupid reasons to come late too. Two had gone shopping and the other one had over slept and the last one just ignored it all. Well i fed them like i would feed anyone just to finish the food that i had so carefully prepared. They spoilt my sunday and they spoilt my mood. And somehow the respect i would have for officers. Somehow i believe when people tell me that army is not what it used to be. 'Courtsey' is now a 'once upon a time' phrase. I want to curse, yell and swear but i want to be a lady and do none of these things. But still i dont want to simmer inside too. Its taking a toll on my mind. I'm born with a sensitive temperament and its a curse. Why can't i just forgive and move on? Though I know it will be better and I intend not to invite or let anyone invite themseleves in my home next time.
Well the only curse i can give them is that they get a taste of their own medicine sometime soon...

Depawali celebrations in UNIT

Its in the air maybe that you feel so exhilerated when you get out of bed and know its the festival that is most awaited in the year- DIWALI :)

I didn't have a busy day- just went out to distribute sweets among the jawans wives, saw their quarters and came home. Then came back home to only go back to bed. Well, sleeping is festival for me.

yesterday was fun though.

A cracker show was organized at Vajra core and we saw beautiful displayes of rockets in the sky. Prior to that were several dances- Gidda, Bhangra, Naga and a amalgamation of different dances of different states. It was supposed to be fun but I seriously got bored by the end of it. Or maybe sitting for too long just tired my mind.

But I do miss home--

The synonymn of a "Housewife"

I would like to tell you all that I have come to the conclusion that being a housewife is not at all glamorous. But that does not mean it does not have its own plus points. And i like to weigh my pros and cons. Its difficult to sit at home taking care of the house for your husband so that he comes to a beautiful home.
The morning begins with me lazying in bed, dreaming about waking up while my husband is already up by 5 in the morning, peering looks at me, hoping for me to wake up and go for a walk (which i promise every night I would and never do). He gives up and comes back by 7 from his PT and switches on the light (a signal that i wake up now). Hoping to finish my sleep later i wake up still thinking about the options for breakfast. Coming from south india has its own cons. I can only think of dishes like upma, Poha, dosa or the easy options like bread and scrambled eggs. Thankfully my husband settles for bread and eggs. To give it a wife-fy touch I add fruits and milk. He takes it all with a thankful smile. And honestly speaking, making breafast for your husband wins you points {more loving for later ;) }

Its 8 by the time he leaves and I laze about with the newspaper, browsing through the additional paper with a glass of warm water. I read a little and immediately turn to the sunsigns page. I believe in sunsigns and a avid reader of personalities (psychology did come in use). Then the 'bhaiya' who hovers around is given chores and my thoughts are far away from sleep now. The kitchen is clean, the living room dusted and the bedroom cleaned thoroughly now, i hover around him to make sure work is done. The 'safaiwala bhaiya' enters that saves me from hiring a maid (the uses of being in the unit life i guess). He does a good job (after all he is getting paid more than 5000 for just cleaning houses). Thats none of my business i know. Anyways now i tamper with my laptop, playing 'Farmville' and hoping to make money in the virtual world atleast. (seriously i need to get a job!!!)

the maid enters and the chopping is done and the dishes are cleaned. Then i begin my process of making lunch, hoping to finish it as soon as possible. The radio FM is loud in my LG LCD (i just love the way it looks) and then set to enjoy my cooking. By 12 i'm free and I get the clothes cleaned (thrice a week) and nowadays i'm quick about it. The Bigs ones goes to the 'dhobi bhaiya'. The Radio is still on, quite loud now and i'm sure the neighbours have closed the door firmly to keep the music out.

I wait for the day to over now and now the TV is on and i struggle with the Dish TV and see a movie half heartedly and tamper more with my lappie....

I get dressed for my husband now and its a treat to see his face at 3....

We talk, we love and thats just half of my day (it seems pretty long to me just writing it)