Surprises

They say its difficult to surprise your spouse after a few years. When you are living in the same house, sharing money, home loans, responsibilities, relatives and bickering apart from the king size bed, after some time surprising the other doesn't remain at the top of your "to-do" lists. Or may be its just us - I don't know. But when they happen, they somehow heal the soul. And I believe they heal the soul more for the person who is planning the surprise. Leaving your big sized worries of planning your careers, your finances, your families it just takes you back to the time when pleasures were small but still felt bigger than some big pleasures of today.

This valentine's day we both surprised each other. Mine wasn't much of a valentine's day surprise, but rather a coming home surprise.

This is what I put up at the last moment. [And since baby you don't know, I was planning to come and pick you up from the airport. But the distance between my f***ing office and airport made me change my mind]. I put up the message and pretended to not be at home instead :) . The plan was to tell him that I would come back late from office making an excuse of an impromptu meeting, lock myself in the house from the outside to convince him, and then surprise him. It was too late unfortunately, to wake any of the neighbours. It was 10:15 p.m. I decided to take the risk anyways and wake up one of the neighbours . The result - a grumpy uncle woken up from his sleep. So I apologized and went down five flights of stairs to see if I could ask the security to do it for me. And as soon as I reached the last flight of stairs, I saw my neighbour's daughter, coming back from college, and getting into the lift. Before I could stop her, the lift closed and up she went.

I raced back the five flight of stairs, reaching my floor panting like a dog, what with the tender knee and loads of "health" that I have aquired recently. I was somehow able to call out to her before she shut the door. She din't understand a word of what I said but got the meaning that I wanted to be locked. So lock me she did. And not wanting to be outsmarted by my smart husband, I decided to switch off the lights in advance and wait for him in the dark. Constantly on alert, I rushed to the "hiding corner" on every sound of vehicle. Time was passing slowly and I was getting restless. Weird thoughts started creeping into my mind like how would I reach him if he gets into an accident. I was locked from outside!
Finally, after an hour or so, he reached home. Went to the living room, then kitchen and then our bedroom. I locked into the guest room, came out thinking he was in the bedroom. Unable to find him, I went to the living room thinking I missed him while he moved from the bedroom to the living room. And as I was looking, I heard a laughter from behind. And there he was, standing behind me, lauhging hysterically for five minutes. Yes! In my foolishness, I forgot that our bedroom had a balcony attached. So thus my surprise was runied. But I gave him a lot of beating in return of ruining my surprise. Yes my poor husband gets beaten up in lieu of not getting surprised ! :P 

To be continued...