“So you guys are enjoying your honeymoon!!!” my friend
exclaimed excitedly from the other end of the phone and she started laughing.
From this side, we just smiled.
Well, it was nearly the truth. We had taken a full week off
from all our personal and professional responsibilities. A well planned leave.
We were away from family, and away from work. Just the two of us.
We slept long hours. We shared food. We spoke little but
kept close. Phones were silent and television was shut. Laptops were left at
home. Twice a day we moved out of our room to get some fresh air. Strolling
slowing, holding hands all through.
We weren’t feeling the joy of love. But we had the comfort
of marriage. There was no excitement of presentation, only contentment of
presence. The ambiance, the place, the clothes, the looks, nothing mattered.
Only thing which mattered was the companionship. Conversations were short, and
meanings weren’t sought.
This one week spent together in a hospital room healed us.
As individuals and as a couple. Marriage vows were revisited, but not stated.
Beliefs were confirmed and reinforced.
Our ‘honeymoon in hospital’, as my friend referred to it,
was thankfully short and sweet. We hope to revisit the experience. This time in
another place, with another reason, but hopefully with the same success. And
wish the same for you - another place, another reason, but the same success.
