When we got married, Vivek’s grandmother said to him.
Marriage is full of compromises.
A little compromise done by you.
A little compromise done by her.
And at the time, I didn’t really like what she had to say.
But I see the magic in it now.
A little cup of tea.
A little time for a yoga class.
A little styling advice.
A little finance strategy.
A little Aru care.
A little foot massage.
These little things make up a marriage.
The compromise in the everyday,
Paints up the long haul for tenderness.