Men are mysterious souls. NO, women are not. Or may be Zack and I are the oddest couple in this whole universe.
Yesterday we had a fight.
Not the loud fight which is usually shown in the movies. Diametrically opposite to that. We do not yell or shout. We remain silent. Not a single word. Sooner or later either he or me will come around. One might say that talking will ease the tension and help in sorting out stuff. What both of us think is whatever you talk while in a state of anger – wont be from the heart, it will unknowingly or knowingly cause pain. An angry mind cannot dole out words with calmness and filled with sense. At least, this is the case for us two. Instead, being silent with each other gives us time with ourselves, to think what went wrong. Yes, apologies do happen after the silent treatment. If at fault – say sorry, a kiss and a hug and we are back to normal 🙂
Now what happened yesterday?
He chided me for some thing and I refused his hug there after. Now, to be impartial to him, it was not a very serious matter in which he lost his cool. I was in the pooja room arranging stuff and he did not know that. He asked me to get him some old newspaper from the living room while he was on a ladder cleaning the loft base. I went to him after 2 or 3 minutes. That is another matter that I fuelled his anger by laughing seeing him balance one foot on the ladder and another on the loft edge.
I am working in the kitchen after doing the pooja and this guy disappears suddenly, without telling me where he has gone. I call him after an hour, he still does not say where is he when asked, on top of it – sounds irritated.
What do I do then?
Put down the phone and book tickets for a movie at afternoon. I had been wanting to watch this flick this weekend, but impromptu I decided not to let the noon while away in gloominess. He came and we went to the talkies. He knew I was aloof because of his behaviour, but he did not say a word.
Back home after the movie, we had guests at evening. After dinner, he was working on the laptop while I was watching TV. He came in and straight went to bed. Not a single word even then.
Tossing and turning. Again and again. Now this is a guy who will sleep even if 10 loud speakers are blaring. He was troubled catching a wink. The sight was amusing, but I could not fathom why did he just not stop it and say whatever it was in his mind.
You might ask why did you not put him at ease by initiating a talk. Well, to be very honest, this was a first time when I saw him behaving this odd. Something was there in his mind which he just could not blurt out. We have a habit of kissing each other goodnight before sleep no matter how late or tired. I could see he was itching to get up and grab me. But God knows what was stopping him.
Today afternoon he was at his whacky and cheerful best over chat.
Visha: Do you remember where you kept that old telephone directory which you found yesterday?
Zack: Oh yeah, why?
Visha: I want to hit you with that
Zack: My pleasure darling
I could not find a smiley for this emotion/ action – FACEPALM