Married Life
It has been more than 3 mths since I blogged.. and it is not because I am happy with my new life.. it is more like I do not have my own space anymore..
Being married is like sharing everything with another person.. your time, your life, your space and your being. You are no longer one person.. you are joint to another person. You can't make decisions on your own, you have to consult another person.
Even spending a weekend together need to be discussed... it is really a huge adjustment for me. I am a rather independent person and now it seems like I no longer have my freedom. They say first year of married life is the honeymoon period. For me, it is more like the honey trap period. U r trapped in a sticky sweet life. Trapped because marriage is binding. Sticky because both of us spend a lot of time together. Sweet because he is sweet to me.
And I miss my previous lifestyle.. the way how I can just go out late at nite for a coffee with frens.. of how I can sleep late during weekends.. of how I can spurgle in a dress or top.. of how I can hop on a plane and fly to some neighbouring country for a break.. I cant do it now.. Even maintaining a blog is difficult..
How are you? Did u ever think of me?
Being married is like sharing everything with another person.. your time, your life, your space and your being. You are no longer one person.. you are joint to another person. You can't make decisions on your own, you have to consult another person.
Even spending a weekend together need to be discussed... it is really a huge adjustment for me. I am a rather independent person and now it seems like I no longer have my freedom. They say first year of married life is the honeymoon period. For me, it is more like the honey trap period. U r trapped in a sticky sweet life. Trapped because marriage is binding. Sticky because both of us spend a lot of time together. Sweet because he is sweet to me.
And I miss my previous lifestyle.. the way how I can just go out late at nite for a coffee with frens.. of how I can sleep late during weekends.. of how I can spurgle in a dress or top.. of how I can hop on a plane and fly to some neighbouring country for a break.. I cant do it now.. Even maintaining a blog is difficult..
How are you? Did u ever think of me?
