Been There... Done That!

What do you want for your birthday? He asked her. There we go again, she thought. Twenty five years and he has not learnt to surprise me …What if she told him she wanted a Mercedes… or a Rolex… or an exclusive holiday to Monaco ? Or should she tell him she wanted him to take her to De Beers… or get her the pair of crystal macaws from the Swarovski showroom… She looked at him. Her silence was starting to irritate him. She could see that small pulsing nerve at the side of the temple…

She wanted to say, ‘surprise me’… but the last time she had said that he had bought her a vacuum cleaner …One year she had told him, ‘a video camera’….because she knew he was longing to buy one…She had stopped dropping subtle hints months beforehand… He could hardly spell the word ‘subtle’, let alone understand its nuances. If she left the choice to him, he’d buy her gold…Gold was his obsession…his Achilles’ heel… his idea of a perfect gift…It is sensible to buy gold, he’d say… In case of emergency you can sell it….or you can give it to your daughter in law…So year after year, gold ornaments got locked away in the bank locker… Last year she had put her foot down. I want Davidoff’s perfume… and only that. She loved that summer fragrance… light and cool…

She could see furrows forming on his forehead now… She actually wanted a rolltop writing desk, the one like her grandpa’s… but he had already refused, saying it was a waste of money, for there was no way they could ship it home when they completed their expatriate existence… She’d prefer a book…but he’d never understand… A 42” TV? What’s wrong with our 29 inches one? It works perfectly …! A pair of Manolos? A Gucci handbag? What a waste of good money on fripperies!... Sigh…. It was a no-win situation… She looked up at him with a dazzling smile… I need a gold bangle, she said, the ‘Kada’ like thing we saw Mrs. XYZ wearing… Great! He said enthusiastically… We’ll get it this weekend… But my birthday is only next month, she wanted to say… She didn’t. He looked happy. She shrugged away her discontent. At least he remembered her birthdays…

Originally Posted by twinsmom

What do you want for your birthday? He asked her. There we go again, she thought. Twenty five years and he has not learnt to surprise me …What if she told him she wanted a Mercedes… or a Rolex… or an exclusive holiday to Monaco ? Or should she tell him she wanted him to take her to De Beers… or get her the pair of crystal macaws from the Swarovski showroom… She looked at him. Her silence was starting to irritate him. She could see that small pulsing nerve at the side of the temple…

She wanted to say, ‘surprise me’… but the last time she had said that he had bought her a vacuum cleaner …One year she had told him, ‘a video camera’….because she knew he was longing to buy one…She had stopped dropping subtle hints months beforehand… He could hardly spell the word ‘subtle’, let alone understand its nuances. If she left the choice to him, he’d buy her gold…Gold was his obsession…his Achilles’ heel… his idea of a perfect gift…It is sensible to buy gold, he’d say… In case of emergency you can sell it….or you can give it to your daughter in law…So year after year, gold ornaments got locked away in the bank locker… Last year she had put her foot down. I want Davidoff’s perfume… and only that. She loved that summer fragrance… light and cool…

She could see furrows forming on his forehead now… She actually wanted a rolltop writing desk, the one like her grandpa’s… but he had already refused, saying it was a waste of money, for there was no way they could ship it home when they completed their expatriate existence… She’d prefer a book…but he’d never understand… A 42” TV? What’s wrong with our 29 inches one? It works perfectly …! A pair of Manolos? A Gucci handbag? What a waste of good money on fripperies!... Sigh…. It was a no-win situation… She looked up at him with a dazzling smile… I need a gold bangle, she said, the ‘Kada’ like thing we saw Mrs. XYZ wearing… Great! He said enthusiastically… We’ll get it this weekend… But my birthday is only next month, she wanted to say… She didn’t. He looked happy. She shrugged away her discontent. At least he remembered her birthdays…

hey viju,
what about your great anniversary gift this year, been looking forward to that a lot, this blog reminded me of that...sunkan

Dear twinsmom,

its true men don't understand subtle hints at all. My DH will top the list.

It is always what the guy wants to buy why not our liking?

hi twinsmom,

U have come up with an apt topic in which most of us encounter in our marital life.I really wonder abt men's nature,they will be showering with gifts and surpirises before marriage and after marriage they dont even care at all.The answer will be a huge ? .
If we ask for a gift,they will come up with something that is useful in our daily life but not with wat makes us happy.

hi

twinsmom u really hav come up with a gd topic ,which every lady to b married or a newly wed shld understand .

the reason wht more can v say other than "men r frm mars......"

bye
raji

Hahahaha friends... I know... Men ARE from Mars and women from Venus... It is just that they don't think the way we do... otherwise everything is fine...!

To me my dh bought some sarees, (I don't wear salwars or pants) his choice was made easy, in terms of gifts, but the color is his choice...no comments in this area.
I don't have many interests, so his choice of gifts.
Once he went to the shop to buy sarees, bought 4-5 and I kept it for the coming b'days, how is that?

sriniketan

hello twinsmom!
am new to this site but must say i ve read all of your posts and find them so fascinating....
you have a way of playing with the language to suit to your advantage which i believe is a rare talent. kudos!!! i really admire you...
my hubby probably is the best in the world, he is the most loving man i ve ever encountered!!
u wont belive this but although its over 2yrs to our marriage he still makes it a point to surprise me with presents almost twice-thrice a week, yes n i mean precisely a week... and please be assured am not exaggerating!