Sunday, April 6, 2008

Cotton

I casually asked the man mintues ago, 'What are our plans on Tuesday?'
He asked, 'What's the occassion?'

I stared hard at him. He blinked back at me blankly. This exchange of looks lasted for some long seconds before I finally resigned, 'It's our wedding anniversary!!!'

He mouthed the word 'Oh' and smiled sheepishly.

This is our 2nd year and he is already developing anniversay amnesia. Seriously, I didn't anticipate this to happen that soon. My guess was the average symptoms should begin to show only from the 5th year on. No?

And please don't ask how I derived that number.

Funny his selected amnesia doesn't bother me in the least. And I wonder why. Is it because I am not the sort who kicks up a fuss over such things? Or is it because I myself used to be guilty of such negligence too? Maybe it's more like I have already received my gift so I can overlook such amnesia with ease. Okay, a gift which I hand-picked personally. Yes yes, he is hopeless when it comes to getting me presents. Story of my life. Oh well...

Whatever it is, despite our frequent squabbles, our cultural clashes and our opinionatedness, it has been a good 2 years of compromises, understanding and appreciation.

Who says a relationship doesn't require effort?

You say you wanna stay by my side,
Darlin, your head's not right
- The Strokes

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