People call the wife as the better half. I call my wife the best half. Wife is your life. Everyone should love his wife. I loved my wife to the core.
We lived in the same place, in the same street!! But we never met before our marriage. Her sister and my sister were friends. Her mother also made friends with my mother. She wanted to give her in marriage to me.
On Deepavali day in 1973, I went along with my sister to see her. She was shy, homely and beautiful. She was wearing a cream colour silk saree. On our request, she rendered a Kirthanai on Lord Ganesha and followed it up on Lord Muruga. My sister requested her another one.
And she did not hesitate to sing. Her voice was captivating and she followed the style of MLV. On the advice of her mother she sang two more songs. I did not know the nuances of Carnatic music but I loved it. I think she was the only one on earth to sing five songs on girl seeing the ceremony. She was also very talented in drawing kolams.
Our marriage took place on 3rd Feb 1974. From day one, she was attached to our family. She never wished to visit her parents. She never talked high about her people. She never hesitated to do any type of domestic chore.
She got up early in the morning and attended to all works. She was a good cook and quickly adapted to our family cuisine. She was liked by my parents.
She never argued and she kept her likes and dislikes within herself. She was highly religious and she knew many slokas. She easily mingled with my parents, brothers, and sisters and won their appreciation.
She was economical and managed the family expenses within the income. She had a rich attitude and her selections were adorable.
She had a balanced approach and she was able to solve problems. She had a good sense of humor. She kept the house neat and tidy. She was both modern and traditional.
She was the mother of two wonderful kids. She looked after their education until their school final. She took complete charge of their marriages and celebrated to the appreciation of everyone. She was a “sakalakalavalli”.
I am fortunate that I had her as my wife. She was God’s wonderful gift to me. If both the husband and wife are intellectuals there will be a clash of ego. When both are emotional, there will be misunderstanding and quarrel.
My wife was an intellectual and I am emotional. We respected each other and we made important decisions together. Hence there was good understanding, love, affection, give and take, calm and peace.
We lived together for 49 wonderful years. We were settled with our son. Our daughter is in the US. We have three grandchildren. We led a contented and peaceful life. Our children are taking care of us.
I wished she would live with me until I am alive. However, the Lord thought differently. She has gone. She has gone leaving me alone in despair. I suffer a lot without her. I am leading a miserable life without her.
I pray to Lord twice daily. My only prayer is for a peaceful death. God gave me a wonderful gift in her. I hope he will fulfil my prayer also.