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Happy New Year, dear, I greeted my husband as
soon as he woke up in the morning.
Wish you the same, he said mechanically,
turning the other side, he dozed off.
Why don’t you get up, it’s almost seven, I
said shaking him up.
Aren’t you giving me a gift for the New Year,
I asked.
He got up with a start and wiping his eyes,
said, what gift are you talking about? I don’t remember
promising you any gift for the New Year. Did I, he bellowed.
I noticed it was unlike him to so strongly
react to a harmless reminder of mine.
You did and you seem to have forgotten all
about it, I said, feeling a little disappointed.
Ah, now I remember, he said after what seemed
an eternity.
I am glad you do, I said looking at him
expectantly.
I am sure you will be surprised at my New
Year Gift to you. I consider it very, very valuable and so will
you too, he declared.
Is it an emerald necklace which you have been
postponing to gift to me for the past few years, I said, feeling
already excited at the thought of wearing the ornament and
flaunting it at our New Year party.
No dear, it is something more valuable which
can’t be quantified in terms of money, he stated.
Is it a designer saree?
I knew you can’t think beyond jewellery and
sarees which is typical of even educated women like you, he
chided.
Then why don’t you tell me what it is, I said
impatiently.
He slowly lifted the pillow and took out a
small packet and handing it to me, said, here is my invaluable
gift to my invaluable wife for the New Year.
I eagerly tore open the packet and saw the
title of the book which said:
“Consider Your Husband as God’s Most Valuable Gift to You”.
Readers, is it necessary to say how I felt?
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