Odd And Even

As a couple we are odd.

In this world and on this earth either it has to be "even" or "odd".

Not a big deal then.

When I say -we are odd, meaning- "not even" as a couple...I have divulged a lot.

If you have not caught the crux of the matter from this abbreviation, then you better read between the lines..i suggest.

I am outgoing by nature. Love to be with friends,enjoy outings, parties,picnics,excursions ...so on and so forth.

He is mostly unto himself . Hardly talks and visits friends.He has a handful of friends though.

He is an idle person, but,is never bored nor is unhappy.

When i insist upon his going out, he would beg some excuse or the other to stay home.The other day, when i told him to get onions as the vegetable tray had none, he told me politely-"manage with garlic, I am sure we have enough stock." 

The statement did put me at my wit's end- taste of garlic and onion -are they same?

Dear chefs worldwide-please take a note.

Only yesterday, when I started to prepare toast, my daughter ordered me to have liberal spread of butter. My storage place for butter was empty. I had not taken note of the same it seemed.

I called the head of the house to procure the provision immediately as my daughter was very hungry. The answer made me shiver in anger...

See how cool reply he gave-

"Desi ghee is always better than butter, I have read. Look at Akshya Kumar, he looks so young and full of energy at his age. He is a staunch advocate of desi ghee. Today we all shall try the recipe and savor it."

My daughter, who was in the wash room, could overhear our conversation and shouted - "No mama, no ghee for me- I shall have oats with milk instead. Ghee has such an overpowering smell, I cannot even stand it. Thank You."

I had to prepare upma for breakfast -no ghee nor butter was solicited, both the parties relished and remained at ease. 

Whenever we are invited for any celebration/function, I remain my sole companion.

People inquire about his well being, as he is not seen. I end up cooking a convincing story each time, to eschew contemplation.

He sits glued to his mobile and surfs for motivational speeches, travelogues and spends hours doing so.

I prick him, pinch him with my gestures, conjectures and insinuations. But, he sits still, lost in his thought.

Nothing impacts him more than titillation of taste buds.

He is a foodie...a connoisseur of food-let me put it this way.

Loves spread, eats like a glutton and is more happy when he feeds people.

Mutton curry cooked with Indian spices is one of his hot favorites and he too cooks it to perfection.

I have heard, my mother- in-law saying once- As a chi

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ld, he danced non stop at the sight of raw meat..esp goat meat. He eagerly awaited Sundays when the entire family feasted on the delicacy.

Such has been his passion and inclination for good food.

I am, on the other hand is "anything would do" type. 

I eat to survive. I am not at all fussy...for me it is a two minutes' affair-once it crosses your palate it lands in dump yard for further activities.

We are just the opposite-habit wise as is evident from the above.

I still remember -my mother pulling my ears, cajoling, coaxing me, for not finishing delicacies, sweetmeats served to me.

I had not much interest then, now too, do not have.

This lack of interest in food may be ascribed to my modest palate, that does not distinguish between tasty food and not so tasty ones. ..prompting me to have food only half stomach full or barest minimum.

Well, the above says it all, as regards, how we vibe.

Since lock down, there has been substantial change in the behavioral pattern of both.

We no more, abhor, each other's company-although we do not relish it.

Reason- I like the way he behaves now a days and vice versa.

Much unlike, male members of other households, who go out every now and then on the slightest pretext -he loves to stay home, thereby lessening the risk of the big "c" for him and for us.

He does not get bored by his only preoccupation- "doing nothing."

He does not visit friends nor nourishes desire to do so, in near future.

The above is commendable...need of the hour rather.

Since, he loves to cook his favorite dishes- he spends time in kitchen to cook delicacies.

Online raw non-veg suppliers do the needful ...add to his happiness and joy.

On the contrary, my time is fully utilized for doing errands, cleaning, laundry, cooking. 

I have no me-time now to plan and execute outings.

As it is, outings have been banished from agenda by the strictures of lock down.

The hard work tires me and my indulgence in afternoon siesta lands me at the feet of dusk.

No leisure remains at disposal, to cook up another duel.

I am calmer now, having spent all my energy on menials. Have I become a better version of myself???

Sitting on the cusp of events, learning to be calm and forgiving has added glow to my visage.

At times it prods my upper chamber to find "who has lost-who gained?"

It has actually, turned to be a mutual benefit scheme.

We both, have learned to forgive shortcomings and focus on core matters having seen life from close quarters.

If necessity is the mother of invention, then adversity per se, is the cause of discovery.

The odd pair is on the path to embrace "even" -it seems.