I asked my friend, “What is the secret behind your Happy Married Life?”
He said “You should share responsi- bilities with due love and respect each other. Then absolutely there will be no problems.”
I asked “Can you explain?”
He said “In my house, I take decisions on bigger issues where as my Wife decides on smaller issues.
We do not interfere in each other’s decisions.”
Still not convinced, i asked him “Give me some examples”
He said “Smaller issues like, which car we should buy, how much amount to save, when to visit the super market, when & where to go on vacation, which sofa, air conditioner, refrigerator to buy. Monthly expenses, whether to keep a maid or not etc. Are all decided by my wife. I just agree to it “
I asked “Then, what is your role?”
He said “My decisions are only for very big issues. , whether Britain should lift sanctions over Zimbabwe, whether Bodoland should be formed or not, whether Ronaldo should retire from Football, etc etc. and do you know,
My BIL Asked Me to Wear All White to His Gender Reveal Party – When I Found Out Why, I Was Speechless
An innocent gender reveal party swiftly descended into chaos. Luckily, my future mother-in-law was ready for the spectacle. When I discovered the rationale behind the last-minute dress requirement, I was taken aback and indignant.
Hello, my name is Tammy, and I’m thirty-one years old. Dean is thirty-two. This has to do with my fiancé’s family’s massive betrayal, which inspired me to pursue retribution.
For his first child, my future brother-in-law, Sam, planned a gender reveal party. Ignoring the warning signs, Dean and I accepted the invitation. It was strange that the invitation asked guests to bring presents, including medium diapers and something for the parents. We were told everyone had to wear white one week prior to the event. I bought a white jumpsuit with reluctance.
There was a nervous atmosphere at the celebration. Enthusiastically, Sam and Berta interacted with each other. Everyone was covered in pink and blue paint as it suddenly exploded in showers. The white clothing code, we discovered, was to sabotage our ensembles for their own entertainment.
The guests were furious, but Berta and Sam chuckled. Sam’s mother stepped in after noticing the shock. Instead of the destroyed garments, she gave them gift cards in an envelope. She was responding to the disrespect in this way.
His mother reprimanded Sam and Berta, teaching them a valuable lesson in decency and thoughtfulness. My soiled jumpsuit served as a visual reminder of how careless behavior can be as Dean and I departed, transforming a carefree celebration into a meaningful life lesson.
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