IVth Quadrant Love

The morning was just perfect after the night class with Dr. Ray. Being light headed in morning, the breeze was telling me how joyful the life is. I continued with the momentum and went to gym. Dr. Ray was already there. "Good Morning, Kaes! How are you feeling now. I hope you got my point in yesternight." I nodded my head so that his knowledge transcendence should stop there itself, otherwise, I would have to wish a jinx to vanish him for a long time. Sometimes, the knowledgeable person is a big jinx to handle.

The sense of fresh morning was set off because of him. I returned back to home in the sunny morning. "Kaes....is that you!", that was my wife. "Yes Isa...I'm back", that's the only time when my wife looks mysteriously beautiful as in our college days. The dripping water from her hair quintessentially seeds my romantic heart. I get drawn towards her to hold her in my arms and exchange the magical words. "Go to Hell", and she break-away the arm-lock with that sexy smile. But, in our college days she used to be more outspoken to say those original magical words.

The week-days are a mix of emotional tides. We never stay connected in our office hours unless there's an urgency. Once, I mistakenly missed that call which set my evening on fire. My reasons were out-rightly rejected on that evening. She blasted me for an hour about it and spared few minutes on her manger, the real culprit. By the way, is there any national commission for married men! The dinner went for a toss - either I had to be lone chef or order a nearby restaurant. I preferred to be the lone chef to set the evening right, I prepared her favorite hazelnut chocolate mousse. It worked and brought her to normal. At times, an art is must to take care of your love. However, it couldn't avoid those four pillows between us, in night. It rendered me two lessons. Firstly, never accept anything from her parents especially bed-sheets and pillows, because you would never know when your romance is crisscrossed by her parents' affection. Secondly, mastering the art could only remove those pillows. That was never the time to expect the magical words.

Whenever our weekdays gets really abrasive, the Friday gets going and stops at Blue Lagoon. The Friday fever is hinted from the morning itself. Her attire gives me a jaw-drop, and drool to the eyes. My next job is to book a table for us at the Blue Lagoon. In this time of our togetherness, we enjoy with Margarita for the lady and single malt scotch for men. Honestly, these Fridays are very rare, so we cautiously ignore our professional world and happily talks about our dreams, beliefs, friends, anything which haunts us so that we can discuss and remove it. The palate served there is like a cherry on top. Those are the real precious moments. Before going to bed she uttered three words, "Good night sweetheart". Alas! I had to survive with those words.

The weekends are more occupied than our weekdays. The house-hold activities, our shopping spree from grocery to apparels and salsa classes drains out our energy. But, its a fun. The dance scales up our understanding and add meaning to our emotions. Whereas, the shopping activity reflects the true odds of love. I cunningly, have a credit card that could either buy her counted attire or pay the household bills. She, also wickedly opts for the raiment by paying off household bills on her own. In the nutshell, I have to loose. My thumb-rule for her choices is that she should feel comfortable and confident to put on with grace. The rest of the things like color, design, style can be discussed among her choices.

After the hectic day, when I straighten my back, with sleepy eyes in night, she inches towards me and surrounds me as a garland to say, "I Love You Always". I tightly hold her to reciprocate the same. Finally! I have heard it.

Midnight Classes

My heart was pounding heavily, nerves has swelled to twice their size. I was alone in this emergency. The mobile network fluctuated worse than the sensex, luckily the whatsapp message was dropped to next door Dr. Ray.

My home specialist walks-in with sleepy eyes, forgot to change his robe. I sighed, “Oh Lord! Please convert him to beautiful woman for this night!” Pity me, he is still a man.

"Kaes...what happened!!!!" and I explained him everything. He brings out a big injection for my innocent back. I am sure that Supreme Court would grant me mercy after hearing my plea on killing him.

"Kaes... you should see a psychologist", Ray said. I was completely blank, and my mind is startled with questions. "Kaes, you are having MAZeR syndrome, and it doesn’t have any medication". I iterated myself, “This doctor has lost his mind and his associates are right, he should get a divorce now”.

I asked him, "What is this non-sense?” He laughed and said, "Pack your bags for the mental asylum." Now, I am sure he has faked his medical degree. In the meantime, he went into the kitchen and came out with aromatic coffee. Pity me! Why is he still a man.

My curiosity is getting uncontrollable. "Ray, please stop playing pranks in this night and tell me what exactly it is, how I got this problem, and really, it can't be cured???” He turned serious and started off. "Kaes, you are suffering from a very common, and yet treatable problem. MAZeR is - Mutliple Ambitions and Zero Results syndrome."

The moment I heard, I burst into laughter and fell from my bed. He’s a definite quack.

We both were laughing at each other, unstoppable. He explained, "Kaes, the name in itself is self-explanatory. You have very high and multiple ambitions and most of the times your actions are not giving the expected returns. This is troubling you more often."

I argued for the explanation.

Doctor Ray’s wisdom started precipitating. He said, "Kaes look at the number of activities you indulged in. The amount of your efforts being put-in, and its disproportionate outcomes are filling you with disappointment, bit-by-bit. Kaes, why do you want to do so many things in such short time?" "I enjoy doing it, be it learning guitar, or performance in my company, increasing knowledge in professional world, going to gym, Ray"

Ray asked, "What happens if you miss out?”

"I feel disappointed, unhappy about it. I re-think what else can be done to make it better."

Ray said, "Kaes, hold for a while and re-collect your activities of the last week."

"The last week was very hectic. I had to extend my working hours in the office. Due to it, I had to skip my two day guitar classes in the evening, I was not able to gym; it was really a bad week."

"Here you go! You regret on missing those classes. This is what I mean multiple ambitions in short time. When you are so much involved, your mind plays like a ping-pong ball. The unstable mind slowly and adversely affects the physical well-being. You may get sleepless nights, change in eating habits, loose interest, and would eventually scrap it to start afresh. Another side of it also holds true. You have plenty of plans in mind, and have time for it, but you are not able to action on it. This is even more worse.”

"So, What’s the solution My! Lord!"

“Be realistic to understand your capabilities and believe in its expansion as well. Start-off with one plan, stick to it. Once it has become a habit in you, then you are good to take up another activity. All these being in practice, always take care of physical and mental well-being. This would ease off you from your expectation and other problems, and even for a bad day, you wouldn’t feel shackled.”

Ray said, “These words are just common sense, often overlooked and ignored by us. Try it!’

With this scholar Ray, went to his flat. I was feeling better, and decided to re-work on my activities, so that I may not lose my well-being. Thanks Doctor!