So there is this couple known to me who go on city drives, long ones, on holidays and weekends, just to get the feel of the city of Chennai. These drives are mostly with the husband at the wheel.
The wife, uses these drives for clarifications of facts long held in abeyance with anxiety; seeking new eat outs; watching families on scooters and bikes and feeling good for the institution of marriage; delivering lectures on strategy as to how the husband could have been one up on the servants by adopting her post-mortem brainwaves; and picking  holes in his facts.
The husband had not only to concentrate on the slow but surely moving (unlike Bangalore) traffic besides listening to her talk, but had to also carefully follow her chatter. A promptly unrebutted nod to her statements are likely to be called into question as a wilful act of defiance of her ‘suggestion’.
After a few weeks of such drives, the husband said: see, we get to see a lot of Swiggy delivery boys and when I sight one, I will call out 1. When you sight the second one you call out 2 and at the end of the journey if the total sightings are odd, then you pay me Rs. 100; if at the journey’s end the total sightings are even, I pay you.
Thus started the game.
Now the husband confides that his wife is busy not only looking out for those orange T shirts with Swiggy, but even enthusiastically calls out. The wife has become more participative and has given up on thinking up, out of her false memory, to pull out petulant infractions.
He said: I was surprised when she noticed a Swiggy boy in the odd sequence and she kept quiet. When quizzed she is supposed to have said: “The law doesn’t come to the aid of those who sleep over their Rights. It is your responsibility to call out the odd numbers in the sequence, if you sight one, why should I assist you?”
A great principle which Eve used to great effect. Adam had the Right of Liberty to refuse eating the forbidden fruit, but he like a lamb to the slaughter took it and ate it, thereby not enforcing his Liberty not to eat even though offered.
Now the wife is not only busy in sighting those Swiggy boys, but delays that pittance she owes, when she loses; but maha prompt when it comes to collecting her dues.
The husband said: small participative skirmishes are good alternatives to those long rancorous silences.
Long live these impromptu games. God knows how long these games would last. Maybe, he has to up the stakes when he loses and keep it low when she does😂