No more a family man
A charted accountant by
profession and a part time punching bag by chance - this is a story of a man
who has loved and lost pretty much everything. This is my story!
Being the only child of my
parents, I was more pampered than the usual kids. Or at least that’s how I
felt. My parents love me a little too much. They are possessive and
overprotective about me which is a bit weird for a guy’s parents! I had to make
calls to my parents every time I changed my location. I would make a call if I
was on my way to college, another call once I reach college, lunch call, left
from college call, heading for classes call, hanging out with my friends call,
call to explain why I couldn’t attend their call and many more calls! It was
all too very overwhelming in the start but as I grew older, it started getting
a bit irritating. Not to mention all my friends made fun of me. Girls in my
group collectively never would have made as many calls as I did to parents.
Marriage:
My marriage was arranged by my
mother’s sister. She found a very lovely girl. We had approved each other in
the first meet itself. She knew very little about me and my family but that
didn’t stop us from getting married. The first few months were magical. Like they
say, it was the honeymoon period.
Punching bag:
My wife wasn’t really happy with
the overprotective nature of my parents. She somehow thought it was her job! So
now I had to make to calls to my wife too! It was like a competition between my
wife and my parents as to who can be more protective about me! I couldn’t
really stand up to either of them. It started stressing me out. I started
feeling like a punching bag. My parents started complaining to me about my wife
and vice versa. I felt like a time bomb who can explode anytime.
And I did explode:
Not knowing how to handle my
stress any better, my frustrated self just exploded one fine day. This event
took place at a special family dinner where my close relatives were present
too. I turned that special dinner in to a living hell for everybody present
there. I said horrible things that I can’t take back. I was abusive at the
dining table. No body knew that this side of me existed, not even me! I lost
the love I use to get from my family and my wife. Both despise me now. We are
now just individuals living together mechanically like robots.
Swartanra:
Somehow I’m more blessed than I
think. After witnessing my condition, my father’s sister who was present at
that special dinner told me about Swartantra. I did my own little research on
it and found out that Swartantra promotes healthy stress free lifestyle which I
was desperately in need of. Without a
second thought, I decided to give it a try. And Swartantra did wonders for me.
Moksha is device by Swartantra which curbs your stress levels with positive
vibrations. With every session with Swartantra, I started feeling better and
better about myself. My family and my wife saw the changes in me. I became calmer
which helped me make my professional and personal decisions very wisely. I
wouldn’t say I’m absolutely back to the normal state and that I got no more
problems in my family, but I can surely say that day isn’t far away.
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