Secret of happy married life..

I asked my friend, “What is the secret behind your happy married life?” He replied, “You should share responsibilities with love and respect each other. Then, there will be no problems.” Curious, I asked him to explain. He said, “In my house, I make decisions on bigger issues, while my wife decides on smaller ones. We do not interfere in each other’s decisions.”

Still unconvinced, I requested examples. He elaborated, “Smaller issues like which car to buy, how much to save, when to visit the supermarket, when and where to go on vacation, which sofa, air conditioner, or refrigerator to buy, and whether to keep a maid are all decided by my wife. I just agree to it.”

 

I then asked, “What is your role?” He smiled and said, “My decisions are for very big issues like whether America should attack Iran, whether Britain should lift sanctions over Zimbabwe, whether Bodoland should be formed, or whether Ronaldo should retire from football. My wife never objects to any of these decisions.”

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