Being a husband is like a newborn baby. In the initial phase of married life, he gets pampered and all the attention (from the higher authority) just like a newly born baby. No issues, no tension no worries….atleast he thinks that way. He thinks life is easy going and carefree. But as the days pass by, he opens his eyes to reality. His days of taming start. From a wild animal that he used to be in his bachelor’s days to the domesticated pet he will be.
Then the days of scolding, shouting start gradually. Every move of his is under scrutiny, under the watchful eyes of higher authority. Just like a baby learns to take first steps, a newly made husband learns to step out of house, not to wander, but bring home fresh vegetables, fruits. Initially he is supported and after sometimes, he is on his own. One bad veggie, and he has to suffer.
Then slowly like a baby starts to grow and gets to know the surroundings, the husband has to acquire taste of the higher authority. “Go and buy some biscuits”. You simply can’t go and buy anything or something of your choice. You have to acquire taste of the higher authority, know the goods and bads, and buy accordingly.
And when a baby learns to speak, so does a husband. “Aye Captain”, and he is good to go. The progress is good; and similarly the baby grows into a full human being, so does the husband, into a domesticated pet, conditioned to follow orders of the higher authority; and in case he diverts from his path, there are innumerous arsenal with the higher authority to bring him back to reality.