"Yes, they do. At least if you try, they will. Have you
ever tried asking him what went wrong? Why did he ask you to leave him without
a reason?" Ruchi's consultant psychiatrist kept asking her until she got
an answer. This was her third visit and yet she found it difficult to utter a
single word. Her dad waited outside to hear speak a single word ever since she
came to stay with him.
Ashok was the reason for Ruchi to smile always. She chose to
marry Ashok when her Dad asked her to, for she believed he was the perfect life
partner for her. Smart looks, great physique, allergic to smoking and drinking
socially, she could tick off all the points in the check list. But what she did
not realise was she didn't match up to his desire to have a perfect wife. She
wasn't ready to quit her job.
Ashok wished to have a house wife happily settled
at home, not because he was not comfortable with Ruchi working and managing the
household, he was more insecure because of his failed relationship.
A year and half passed and they couldn't find a suitable
solution for the problem. Ruchi couldn't understand his insecurities while
Ashok showed his displeasure every now and then. "I thought you will
understand me but, no. Your work is more important than our marriage. So, I am
asking you to make a choice.”
"You chose to quit but did you ever try to explain your
reasons? May be that would've helped him understand you better. You worked
because you made a promise to your ailing Mom that you will always work not for
pleasure but for dignity. I am sure, he would have understood you. May be
communicating your reasons would have saved both of you from going through
hell."
"I am sure, it would have, had you told me once! I
would have respected your decision of working more than fighting my
insecurities that you may drift apart from me like Payal did." Ashok stood
at the door with his father-in-law, looking at Ruchi's blank face. “Let’s begin
afresh. We’re done living in this hell where relationships go for a toss at the
drop of a hat. Let’s work together on our marriage, our decisions, your job and
our happiness. I don’t think I can survive on burnt food anymore!”