Monday, 2 February 2015

My husband's love

Last week, we shifted our flat to another flat that is close to the office. We had to shift because my flat owner had to relocate from Noida which is in the northern part of India. We decided to shift to a place that is close to me and to my husband’s office. We also had to ensure that the new place is close to my son’s school. So we took the route list from my son’s transport facilities and tried to find vacancies in the apartments where the school bus picks-up and drops. We found a flat with all these criteria and finally moved to the new flat.
My husband with so much of love had brought 3D, LED, Samsung TV last year from Dubai. He shifted that with great care to this flat. Because of the small kids and lower wooden rack, we decided to wall mount the TV. A person came to fix the TV, but he couldn’t because he found some screws missing.

He kept the TV on the sofa and started searching for the screws. Meanwhile, my son was playing and he wanted to drive his BMW miniature on the sofa. Though I was carefully watching the person searching for the screws and my son, it is so happened that my son unknowingly placed his knee on the TV screen. The LED glass broke, and I was helpless to explain this to my husband. My husband’s love broke and therefore no happiness at home. 

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