How did your interview go? Asked my husband soon after returning from his morning walk.
He appeared very strange to me, I said.
Why don’t you tell me more about this specimen? He laughed.
Well, he was dressed like any other south Indian does but his silk zariveshti and jibba gave me the impression that he must be very prosperous, I said.
You can’t judge a person by the clothes he wears.For all you know, he must have come straight from visiting a temple, he reasoned.
Probably you are right. But the way he spoke gave me the impression that he was not the man of the house, I observed.
That doesn’t surprise me at all because the wife has to be consulted before any husband takes a decision, however trivial the matter is, he justified.
I do agree and am happy that you think a wife should have a share in decision making, I said.
Then what’s so strange about this man? He asked puzzled.
You know, he said, ‘Well from my side the deal is completely o.k. but let me ask MY HUSBAND .‘ What do you think of such a man? I said.
Are you sure you heard him right?
Infact said ‘ come again’ and it was amusing to see he took my words literally and replied, ‘yes, I will along with my husband!’