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Philosopher Nietzsche was of the opinion that what makes unhappy marriages is lack of friendship rather than lack of love. As a man who has celebrated the silver jubilee of his wedding, I raise my hat in deference to the philosopher. What has sustained my married life is the friendship that has existed between the two of us. Even the other day, someone asked Maggie whether ours was a love marriage. We give that impression, the inquirer explained. We have faced this question umpteen times by now. Even my students raise that question when they get an opportunity.

When husband and wife see themselves as friends, the demands made by traditional roles of husband and wife vanish. I don’t have to be the domineering man of the house in a traditional Indian family and Maggie doesn’t have to be India’s ideal submissive wife. We are rather like Winnie-the-Pooh and Piglet.

Piglet sidles up from behind calling, ‘Pooh!’

‘Yes, Piglet!’

‘Nothing.’ Piglet takes Pooh’s paw and says, ‘I just wanted to be sure of you.’ Sure of the abiding presence.

There is nothing holier in a relationship than that certainty.

What sustains a good friendship is not counsels, not solutions to problems, not financial help in times of need, not ideological support, but the abiding presence. Very few people will let you take their hand in yours when you are down and out.

I remember my bad days in Shillong. The going was tough. My morale had hit the rock bottom. I walked with a bent head because I had no courage to look on people’s faces. I longed to have someone whom I could cosy up to and feel sure of his abiding presence with me. You realise how good your so-called friends are when you are at the rock-bottom.

The one who can absorb your worst vulnerabilities is your friend. That person absorbs your errors and fallibilities. And the occasional, inevitable hurts too. There is no friendship without hurts. But you know that your friend is worth suffering for.

Piglet: How do you spell love?

Pooh: You don’t spell it; you feel it.

PS. This post is part of #BlogchatterA2Z 2023

Yesterday’s: Euthanasia

Tomorrow: Gandhi in Delhi on Good Friday

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  1. Chinmayee Gayatree SahuApril 6, 2023 at 8:12 AM

    Wishing you a belated marriage anniversary 💐 and lot many years of blissful togetherness ahead ! This was such a beautiful treat. Only the lucky ones get to experience this. And you are certainly one of them, Sir !

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalApril 6, 2023 at 9:08 AM

      Thank you, Chinmayee. Yes, I am blessed in this regard - having the most loyal friend for wife.

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  2. DeepikaApril 6, 2023 at 8:17 AM

    The one who can absorb your worst vulnerabilities is your friend.
    Such a beautiful line.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalApril 6, 2023 at 9:08 AM

      I have experienced all kinds of friendships, Deepika. This too.

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  3. Anupama JoshyApril 6, 2023 at 8:57 AM

    Love blossoms from a good friendship.

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  4. CareenaApril 6, 2023 at 10:57 AM

    This post made me emotional. Im learning so much good from these posts. Thank you for these.

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  5. AnonymousApril 6, 2023 at 12:07 PM

    That's a lovely post, Tomichan. Long after passion and beauty die, it's friendship that keeps a relationship alive.

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  6. Rajeev MoothedathApril 6, 2023 at 12:39 PM

    A lovely post. Best wishes!

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  7. Prasanna RaghavanApril 6, 2023 at 2:29 PM

    Yeah, you stated it rendering your own life as an example, and so lovely.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalApril 6, 2023 at 2:35 PM

      My wife has been my best friend for all the years of our life together.

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  8. Tina TojoApril 6, 2023 at 2:46 PM

    My most lovely pair....Pooh and the Piglet....your version made me to love them even more...

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalApril 6, 2023 at 2:54 PM

      And I'm so ecstatic to receive your comment, ma'am.

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  9. Joshua josephApril 6, 2023 at 4:28 PM

    When they stick by you…. Because of you, your nature, your support…your presence and you to them due to their presence…it works out at the end. Many leave it mid way due to selfishness and lack of understanding and communications….but if ur ready to fight for the friendship it will last

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalApril 6, 2023 at 5:10 PM

      There's some greatness that's just screaming to come out of you, dear Joshua. Let it out. But don't fight for it.

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  10. Yamini MacLeanApril 6, 2023 at 4:41 PM

    Hari OM
    ❤🧡💛💚🩵💙💜 YAM xx

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  11. Mysticaanjali April 6, 2023 at 4:44 PM

    💞💞🥰

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  12. Harshita NandaApril 6, 2023 at 5:02 PM

    Oh what a beautiful post Sir...Dare I say, almost like a love letter to your wife. P.s. I also do subcribe to the view that friendship matters a lot in a marriage

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalApril 6, 2023 at 5:08 PM

      My wife hardly reads my posts, I think. She doesn't tell me anything, at least. :)

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  13. magiceyeApril 6, 2023 at 7:04 PM

    So true!

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  14. ArtiApril 6, 2023 at 8:55 PM

    Loved this post. Pooh and Piglet are the best philosophers of our times. I'm all smiles. Thank you.

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  15. marietta pereiraApril 6, 2023 at 9:50 PM

    True friends are those who hang in there with you in fair and stormy weather.

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  16. SuchitaApril 6, 2023 at 9:56 PM

    Abiding presence - love this phrase. This was such a sweet post. It reminded me of my 5 friends :)

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  17. deepti menonApril 10, 2023 at 11:12 PM

    What a beautiful post... I love the reference to Pooh and Piglet! May God bless you both! I agree that friendship is the most important quality in a marriage.

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