Questions for People Involved in a Marriage (Post No.16)

How much should a husband 'change' after his wedding? Have you ever heard a husband fret about his schedule going haywire after his wedding? Have you ever heard a husband crib about marriage as how it changed his life drastically? I am sure you all must have read or heard jokes being circulated regarding the wife being a nag. Where does it stem from? Doesn't marriage change the dynamics of both the partners? Is it only the wife who has to work around things to 'adjust' in the new family? Is the husband doing anything to make the wife comfortable? Is the husband standing up for the wife who is still new in the family? Is the husband giving the wife the respect and space for her to 'live' life? 

Isn't it the husband's family's responsibility to make the girl comfortable? Shouldn't they spend time with her to understand her? Shouldn't they accept that cultures and dynamics differ in each family and the girl should be 'accepted' for what she is and how she is? Shouldn't they make an effort to be aware of her ways and ambitions before thrusting theirs? 

Isn't it the husband's responsibility to make his family aware of her ways? Shouldn't the husband keep his family at an arm's length till the wife is 'settled' in the family? Shouldn't the husband keep his wife away from the pressures of his family such as: to look in a certain way? to behave in a certain way? 

Shouldn't marriage foster the husband from a 'boy' to a 'man'? Shouldn't the husband also turn around to voice his opinions? Shouldn't the husband cultivate the knack of managing the relationship between his wife and his family? Shouldn't the society 'prepare' a man for marriage just as they do for a 'girl' since birth? If yes, who is responsible for this transition? 

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