Mr hyde, My story lacks moral because I do not come under a category of Wordsworth or Shakespeare. Infact, I am such a confused writer that I glean morals construed by readers which I could have never known otherwise. But no, I am not genuflecting, I still insist in at least talking to her, merely likeliness does not mean cheating a consort, there are a lot of other things involved in it. If it was a mistake I was simply honored that I at least had sometime to talk to a better person than me. Nepalonmymind, If I could convince my wrongdoing to other people through my amateur writing, then I am the biggest pervert of all, I am not trying to convince anyone here, it is just my way to vent frustrations and event that shook me for the past few months. Your words make me smile everytime I read them, I am a weak person brother, certainly not worthy of such an adulation. I highlight SHE in uppercases because I still consider as a deity, it is just like we address HIM. As far as there was an issue of my wife sharing emotions with someone else that was beyond her effort to reach it, believe me, I could have understood that. Oldmaven, What an apt analytical reply, this is what I love the best about sajha, almost everyone is a crème de la crème here. You should have undergone all that painstaking work to analyze what I meant, or perhaps you have deciphered more than me what was in between those lines. The disaster here meant the entire effort to court someone out of my conjugal life, courting however was limited to few cups of coffee, and hours of phone calls, I should have been satisfied with that. But yes, it was my call, there might have been a little provocation from her point, but I take the entire blame over myself. Juggy, Thanks for replying back, actually I am not such a patient person that I would rekindle the wick of affection after having lost someone, it happened impromptu. For the second part of the your query, please refer to the last sentences written to Nepalonmymind. Redstone, Been a long time, but no…the blame goes only to her mood swing if you prefer to rummage the lines again, the entire guilt was mine, it was just like falling into a quagmire with a smile on my face. As far as writing is concerned, you know I am an old school, wish I could write like those energetic newbies. Thanks for visiting brother.