"I want to take another wife." He told in front of everyone just when all of us were bickering on how our baby would look, on who it would take after, on how my husband's brother would teach his nephew how to flirt with girls or how my husband's sister would teach her niece all about fashion and trends, on how dadi would feed her great grandchild so much that he/she would become plump, on how how my father-in-law just wanted his grandchild to be happy, on how my mother-in-law wanted to always play with her grandchild and how i just wanted my child to be healthy and happy. When we had asked my husband what he wanted, he said he wanted the same as every one and then just blurted this out. "Woah bhai! You're just funny." Ehtisham said with a nervous laugh. "Zulfiqar that's not funny. What are you saying?" I asked as the sparkle in my eyes and smile died down and I knew it wouldn't stop, not now, not for a long time. *** This is a Muslim story based on polygamy.