She knew if they ended up married, he would continue being a Lard Governor, grouchy, bad tempered, ill-mannered. And she would continue being annoying, loud, impulsive. But it wouldn't matter because that's who they are. They would bicker, they would fight, they would accuse each other. But in the end of the day, they'd know that they have each other, in love and in pain. Life would be like having a new adventure every day.
But when she tried to think of a life with Shyamji, she imagined her to be in the kitchen, cooking. There would be nothing personal. She'd cook and clean and take care of the family. He'd work and earn and take care of the family. He'd keep saying sweetest of words to assure her that he loved her and she'd keep giving him false big smiles so that he can assume that she loved him back. That would be all of the life, dull and boring, where there would be no anticipation for tomorrow as it would be all perfect and planned. And when she'd die, she wouldn't even know that she's dead.
These lines were superb in comparision to the kinds marriage with love and marriage without love is shown...
The whole story is so positive so cute and so funny that i just grinning like stupid!!!!!