tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90187761563058041112012-02-16T17:57:11.510-08:00Crying Out Loudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08908775353172651834noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9018776156305804111.post-47264896515691187202009-01-25T21:33:00.001-08:002010-07-28T06:16:20.646-07:00<span style="font-family:times new roman;">Sometimes a man’s life in Bangladesh could be full of gloom. He has to act as a son, a husband and a father. Being a father is considerably easy, but playing the role of a husband and at the same time a son could be depressing beyond imagination. I married a woman who had been married before. She was living alone with two kids. I fell in love with her and proposed. She accepted my proposal. My family members, especially my parents had a very hard time to accept that I was marrying a lady who had been married before. With time, my dad came to terms with it. But my mum and sisters still have difficulty to accept as my wife.<br />My mum called yesterday, saying that my wife said something really bad to her. I was surprised. My brother is to arrive from UK soon. And he’d needing two cars to get home. I promised that both my cars would be there and he doesn’t need to worry.<br />Unfortunately one of my cars, which is very old, developed a serious mechanical problem that would cost me at least 25,000 taka. And right now I don’t have that money to fix the car.<br />Mum said my wife called and said I won’t be able to send two of my cars to bring my brother home. This is something my wife cannot say in a million years – I know that very well. She may be a lot of things, but this is not just her characteristics. She, like me, doesn’t care for money. Rather she is a giving type. But mum misunderstood her (or rather understood what she wanted to) and complained to me against my wife. What my wife told her is that one of our cars is down and I don’t want to fix that for now, but we will go and bring my brother from the airport.<br />I went home and asked my wife what exactly happened. She didn’t say anything bad. I called mum and tried to make her understand. But mum was adamant. She wouldn’t buzz from what she understood. My wife took the phone and they had a tiff.<br />Mum called me after a few minutes. She told me she doesn’t want my money and she doesn’t want me to have any link with her.<br />This is how mothers make their daughters-in-laws suffer all the time.<br />I called one of my sisters. Hearing that, she became happy like anything. It seemed she felt great to see their brother suffering due to their bhabi who they don’t like at all.<br />This is a depressing time for me. It has happened many times before. I had to digest almost everything just because they are my parents and sisters.<br />I don’t know when would this end…</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9018776156305804111-4726489651569118720?l=danchanokko.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Crying Out Loudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08908775353172651834noreply@blogger.com1