To Break Or Not To Break

Hey, YOU! 

How can I divest you of all the pleasure you are getting in this dream....

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by breaking your heart and tearing away all the memories of togetherness, your love and parenthood,

the first sight,

stealing the next glance through the corner of your eye,

then eye-to-eye contacts,

the ignorance state and then the stares that could make anybody melt down,

the first talk,

the chirps,

the respect,

the long discussions,

and the admiration,

the arguments,

the fights,

the looking away,

then walking away,

the aching heart,

the yearning,

the longing,

the realizations

and then the patch-ups,

the closeness,

and the songs sung in the ear,

the music in the air,

the freshness in the breath,

and the first kiss,

and the following numbness,

the celebration of sheer awesomeness,

the growth of intimacy,

the proposal,

the surprise,

the anxiety,

the answer,

the acceptance,

the love,

the resonating heartbeats,

the wedding,

the happiness,

the ecstasy,

the joy,

the sense of belonging,

and possessiveness,

the decisions in unison,

the 'good' rather best news,

those difficult months,

the 'warmth',

the care,

the concern,

the new life, not life but lives, the two of them,

the jubilation,

the extra care,

the enormous concern,

the assumption of responsibility,

the performance of duties,

the toil,

the wandering,

'the look' at the family,

the feeling of completeness,

the bringing of food for the kids,

the sharing between them,

the empty stomach sleep,

the watchfulness of growth of kids,

the contentment on seeing them evolve,,

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....that you are realizing with your wife and two cute pigeon babies in my kitchen balcony...

How can I ask my maid to wash off the messy nest on the floor that has been growing more dingy day by day?

You all seriously need a hygienics course. :))

With Love - Your Flatmate