Diamonds are the hardest element but yet the loveliest on earth.
God ever created this hard element for the 'tough' men.
I have a theory (inspired probably by some superficial bimboteque book or article) regarding The Wedding Ring. Or The Proposal Ring that's much awaited in every girl's life. That it should be worth at least three months of the man's salary.
Don't you think so?
I can see all the women out there fervently nodding in agreement, but the agreement shouldn't be just with the material implication of this theory. At a deeper level, the wedding ring is a symbol of a perfect union; slipping the ring onto the finger is, in itself, a deliberately significant act, an extended metaphor of having the woman enter your life- she is cleansed by the sanctity of marriage, encircled with love, faith and hope. As you slip the ring onto her finger, you are expressing not just the mutitudinal amourous pangs which she stirs up in you. As you slip the ring onto her finger, a circle of pure, precious gem- purity, veracity, sincerity- you speak of Commitment.
Don't you think so?
I can see all the women out there fervently nodding in agreement, but the agreement shouldn't be just with the material implication of this theory. At a deeper level, the wedding ring is a symbol of a perfect union; slipping the ring onto the finger is, in itself, a deliberately significant act, an extended metaphor of having the woman enter your life- she is cleansed by the sanctity of marriage, encircled with love, faith and hope. As you slip the ring onto her finger, you are expressing not just the mutitudinal amourous pangs which she stirs up in you. As you slip the ring onto her finger, a circle of pure, precious gem- purity, veracity, sincerity- you speak of Commitment.
As you slip the ring onto her finger, you would want the entire world around you to soften into rose-petal hues and daffodil subtlety, to enshroud you both with a wisp of sanguine bliss. What would you give for this to be a perfect moment?
Knowing that you have waited, set aside three months of your personal splurge and indulgence to finance this purchase: a purchase that doesn't take up just a bare fraction of what you earn, but a purchase that requires you to go beyond your comforts to obtain.
The Three-months'-salary rule also levels the playing ground for all, creating a relatively even benchmark for comparison (Ideally, comparisons shouldn't exist. Unforunately, they do in the real world). Suppose you receive a ring that's worth $15,000. Its sender is someone who earns a good $20,000 a month. Its a hefty gift all right, but if the sender earns just $5000 a month, it adds a whole new dimension to receiving the ring.
Knowing that you have waited, set aside three months of your personal splurge and indulgence to finance this purchase: a purchase that doesn't take up just a bare fraction of what you earn, but a purchase that requires you to go beyond your comforts to obtain.
The Three-months'-salary rule also levels the playing ground for all, creating a relatively even benchmark for comparison (Ideally, comparisons shouldn't exist. Unforunately, they do in the real world). Suppose you receive a ring that's worth $15,000. Its sender is someone who earns a good $20,000 a month. Its a hefty gift all right, but if the sender earns just $5000 a month, it adds a whole new dimension to receiving the ring.
A more (forgive the plebian and rather un-literary use of this word) powerful meaning altogether.
You get the picture that I'm trying to paint here. To know if your man thinks you worthy of his comfortable reaches, a mere fragment of his life, or that you are the entire world to him, a world that he would give himself up, many times over, for.
The perfect man: "I could be anywhere else I want in the world, but I choose to be here with you."
That's the spirit!
You get the picture that I'm trying to paint here. To know if your man thinks you worthy of his comfortable reaches, a mere fragment of his life, or that you are the entire world to him, a world that he would give himself up, many times over, for.
The perfect man: "I could be anywhere else I want in the world, but I choose to be here with you."
That's the spirit!
These Months has been going so smoothly for me- no weird temper-flaring, no masochistic acts, not even much deviation from my moderately calm and logical disposition. I've been very thankful, and attributed my weird displays of melancholy, fury, hatred, and relentless self-mutilation (metaphorical) last year to the fact that1. This year, it sounds more convincing when Today, I am forced to consider the possibility that, just perhaps, there really is something innately wrong with me.
I've spent the whole month hunting with batches of dresses, venues & many many more small items for our ROM reception. unproductive, inconsequential, laughable trivialities? Why do I never plan properly; and when I plan, why is it that every, single, eFFing time, I fail to deliver?
I've spent the whole month hunting with batches of dresses, venues & many many more small items for our ROM reception. unproductive, inconsequential, laughable trivialities? Why do I never plan properly; and when I plan, why is it that every, single, eFFing time, I fail to deliver?
I so bogged down nowadays by the domestic errands.
God I jus pray that the solemnisation will be a eternal beginning of John & myself.
Its a hefty one but always a worthy love.
huggs,John!
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