My+Husband




 * This is my husband's visiting card. Basically speaking what this means is that, he is a big rich man in Pakistan. He enjoys his walk, his exercise, his gym, his golf, spending time with his mother, brothers and sisters, reading the newspaper for hours, watching news and going out with his friends. He is pleased with his life in Pakistan and he couldn't have asked or more. **

=** His wife is beautiful, highly educated, makes good money, cooks, cleans, keeps house, looks after the children, teaches them, feeds them, clothes them, takes care of his extended family and not to forget never ever complains. **=




 * Although, the last two years have been very miserable for him, with me here with the children and him there in Pakistan. He says, **


 * “When I come out of my car, two men rush to open the door for me, one carries my laptop and the other my newspaper. I can’t open doors for other people. I can't wash dishes for you at this age. Don’t ask me for that.” **


 * And I never have. My husband has worked hard all his life. He deserves a life where he is respected in society and is rich, of course. I would never want him to be uncomfortable or short of money. He is happy and as I am a very good wife, that makes me very happy too. My life is with him, where ever he is. Besides this, my children need their father. They drive me nuts!!!! **


 * He motivated me to come to Australia to study. He told me, **


 * "You have given up so much in life. You will never get this chance again. So, go...but please, take the kids with you!" **


 * As, if I would ever have given him my children! Now after two years, he says that it was the greatest mistake of his life to let the children and me leave him. I can still remember him, looking lost, with tears in his eyes, kissing and hugging his children at the Pakistan Airport. **



__** Moral of the story **__
 * Behind every happily married husband, is a struggling wife. **


 * I am going back home…for lots of unpaid and unappreciated house work. **