PHEW! I am totally pissed off!
My mother screaming at my father and vice-versa.
My mother screaming at my father and vice-versa.
Often i wonder why the hell are they together.
I remember my mother narrating me stories of their ''love marriage''. The smile she showers while doing that is incredible indeed.
But at the very next moment; no other site iritates me to my nerves when I see them fight at some silly egoistic issue.
Since child, I have seen my mother suffer a lot due to us(me, brother, father).
My father no doubt is a wonderful person at heart. But I don't really remember the last time he went unnoticed by barking at my mother over a stupid topic.
I and my brother have always fought back against him whenever it has been a fight without brains.
Somewhere though I still love him more than my mother and the guilt of betraying him pinches me; every time he stares me with his cold eyes begging for support.
I don't want him to believe that I have taken my mothers side forever but just want him to acknowlegde my mother's deeds for the family.
I wasn't born in a very rich family but my attitude never said I am poor. Not because I am egoistic and love to boast but because my parents kept no stone unturned to provide a very rich atmosphere to their kids.
The commotions in my family are nothing to be proud upon. They are held in every family. But to analise the reason behind it is really tough.
Its not that writting on them will solve everything but somewhere I strongly beleive that someday it will end.
You must be thinking I didn't get a topic to blog so am wasting your time. But it is really not so. Being the elder kid of an always fighting couple is tough!
According to my mother, the only reasons she still is entangled in such a miserable family and with such a disgusting husband are her kids.
I strongly oppose her saying she loves my father more than she loves us.
My answer is never opposed back!
Nothing iritates my brother though, who still manages to dance around while my parents are fighting to lighten the gloominess and make them laugh.
He is a sensible child. I have often seen him run to terrace when conditions become uncontrollable.
I earlier use to run behind him thinking he would harm himself but realised it soon that he is humble enough to not cause any disaster over his family but very weak at heart. He runs to terrace so that while shedding his silent tears no one sees him.
I know writting all this is totally insane.
There are crores of important topics and agendas in this world to ponder upon and write.
But when one's own peaceful heaven turns into an upside down hell, there is nothing one can think except bringing all back to normal.
My feelings for my family were never priggish and pretentious.
The cheerfulness is so britle and crisp these days ; lost somewhere.
The only giggles heard are that of me and my brother often at some silly joke or nasty television serials.
I wish all of us laugh together again. I strongly believe we will soon sit around the deserted dining table and share coffee from each others mugs again!
I earlier use to run behind him thinking he would harm himself but realised it soon that he is humble enough to not cause any disaster over his family but very weak at heart. He runs to terrace so that while shedding his silent tears no one sees him.
I know writting all this is totally insane.
There are crores of important topics and agendas in this world to ponder upon and write.
But when one's own peaceful heaven turns into an upside down hell, there is nothing one can think except bringing all back to normal.
My feelings for my family were never priggish and pretentious.
The cheerfulness is so britle and crisp these days ; lost somewhere.
The only giggles heard are that of me and my brother often at some silly joke or nasty television serials.
I wish all of us laugh together again. I strongly believe we will soon sit around the deserted dining table and share coffee from each others mugs again!
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