Now the heading may sound scandalous and give impression of ghosts tumbling out of closet. Well, nothing on those lines. Let me confirm this before you skim the rest of the entry for juicy details for there aren’t any.
I am just wondering the kind of gap a woman has to bridge when she decides to leap into a marriage. Whether it is a leap or thoughtful decision, marriage in itself is an island; a place where you have to travel through waters some unknown, some unknown. A journey to this island means you can hand-pick the luggage and only travel with select few. (No matter what you select, one always feels to have left the important stuff behind)
This island comes with several characteristics. No matter how many years you inhabit it, it will always spring surprises at you. The island can never be your own. The island is like a stop not a destination. The island has independent culture, independent tradition and independent psyche.
This island is test of your APTITUDE, ATTITUDE and CHARACTER. And however good you scored on EQ, IQ or whatever scales there are to measure, you need to start from scratch.
My train of thoughts is interrupted by a vendor. So am going to update this post later.