how many times have you heard that screamed out before?  how many times, even, that you actually thought of sceaming that to your respective other?

i know, i know. it's kinda dramatic.  and we tend to hear this at the closing stages of a very big row.  but its not the big rows i want to talk about.  it's the little little things that can be seen as taking things for granted.

i was on the bus this morning, and my own reflection caught my attention.  that's one fat sonavabitch staring outta the window.   yep.  that's me.  scruffy hairdo.  unshaven.  shoes unpolished.  and a belly like a drunkard (mind you, i'm not one ok).  i started to thinking how i looked like a few years back.  lets say ten.  then was before i met my beloved.  and was actively searching.  playing the field.  testing the market.  menjala as my beloved would say. eheheheh.  i was slimmer.  that's for sure.  it started while in boarding school.  i was slim enough to be classified not fat.   not even chubby.  maybe it was the food then.  and in college, i carried on that way.  was constantly aroung the 60kg mark.  not ideal weight.  but not over either.

was still around that size when i was in my first year.  and well into my second year too if i remember it correctly.  and early in my second year, i found my one.  my beloved.  and she started feeding me.  i mean feeding good food.  but that's quite besides the point i think.  or is it?

i started to gain weight.  is it because of the food?  is it because i'm no longer needed to be skinny as i've found someone?(sounds shallow i now, but lets just say so for the sake of arguement ya)  or could it be both?

in a way i think i let go a  bit after having found my true love.  i must say i still look dishy, mind you, the good looks wont go away, but mainly in the weight department, i could have paid more attention.  maybe a little bit more exercise.  a little less fatty food and more fruits and veg.  fact of the matter is, i'm now tipping the scale at almost 12 stones, and i'm doing anything about it.

have i taken things for granted?  or is just that i am enjoying family life so much and the good food the missus prepares for me, that the belly is a show of prosperity?

in any case, how many of you married couples out there still stick to the same exercise regime, or food intake since before matrimony?  anyone not gained weight?

nb:  ayah used to say, orang dah kawin montel dia lain