Sunday, March 16, 2014

The Bride Cometh

“I hope she likes my choice of house” Sandeep said, his face for the first time showing some nervousness.

We – Sandeep and I - were standing outside the arrival gate of the Dubai airport terminal.  Sandeep got married recently during his vacation in India. After a short honey-moon, he returned to Dubai and quickly processed his wife’s residence visa.  She was arriving tonight – and as he did not have a car, I had volunteered to give them a lift home.

He was excited and full of anticipation about the reunion.  It has been a long 2 months of separation.

“She will like it as long as the bathroom and toilet are good” I told him. 

This was experience speaking.  As we know, wives are notoriously difficult to satisfy when it comes to a house that the husband has selected.   I have driven several land-lords and estate agents up the wall with my strange behavior whenever I have looked around for housing.  They will start showing me all the good things of a house e.g. the view from the balcony or the spacious wardrobe – but all I would be interested would be in examining the bathroom.  This of course comes from knowing the wife well.

“Yes, the bathroom is clean – but I am worried about the dust and the noise as my apartment faces the main road.” he said gloomily.

Just then his wife made a grand appearance, and I did my best to keep myself out of their way.

The drive to their house was quite stressful.  When a newly married couple who have been separated for 2 months are suddenly re-united, there are a lot of interesting things that they would rather engage in.  But in the presence of grey bearded individuals they are forced to show a certain restraint.

I helped them with the luggage up to their apartment.  

The wife was quietly surveying the apartment.   I thought it was time for me to leave.

Sandeep chose to come out of the apartment and escorted me back to where I had parked my car.  

“You do not need to escort me  - your place is by her side when she explores her new house” I told him, thinking that I will share my wealth of 20 years of married experience with this novice.

“On the contrary I should not be around when she first surveys the house. By the time I go back she would have come to terms with whatever defects she may find with the house” he said with a wink.

He seems to be already talking like a much married man.

“Beta, you will certainly go far in your married life.” I told him, as he galloped his way back to his apartment.