Bench Days

In continuation to my post about our First walk in the rain, this is another memory I would like to document.
My husband, who can behave very robotic sometimes, never understood the concept of sitting on a park bench and just talking. According to him, you enter the park, note the time, and start your serious walk, left-right-left! Time your walk, don’t count the number of rounds 😛
Oh-dear! 🙂

But 3-walks ( 😉 ) ago, when I resumed my evening-walk regime after a break of almost a month ( 😛 ), this happy memory happened. After our rounds, I asked him to sit on one of the park benches (mind-you, a prior check was done in the head – bench area was not too dark-neither right under the light, no trees around for insects and spiders to take a free-ride home with us).
Since it was my first walk after the break, I got tired too early, and thought of relaxing in the fresh air and then heading back. KS gave me a quizzical look after I voiced my intention but by the time he could say no, I was happily sitting on the bench 🙂 He joined too. And now it has almost become a ritual. He is still nt very comfortable with the idea, but so far so good!

We get some alone-time, “Our” time, to talk about anything and everything, and sometimes just sitting and enjoying the silence. We have our own silly game of “stranger-Stranger”; we played that too yesterday 😉

It’s surprising how these small-little things sum up to be so big that it stays back with you and you write about it in your blog.

Knowing him for seven years, and I still keep discovering newer shades of him. And I find it cute. 🙂

I would also like to call this as the “Bench Days“, can’t think of anything more appropriate!