How’d you like the fact that your mom comes up and tells you that she’s in love with a person who’s not your father; that also at 4 a.m in the morning and while you are busy preparing for your first ever Board Exams?
Given my past history and whatever resentment I was keeping burning inside me, I surprisingly found myself sympathize with her. No, I don’t believe everything she said, like my Pops being a selfish person, but one thing I understood, was the fact that she needed attention, pampering; the works. In short, the royal treatment she received from my grandparents which my father was deprived of in his childhood (my Gramp was a military rebel during the period of great unrest after 1947); so very naturally,he thinks that I deserve the baby treatment because I am still a plant, and parents are trees.
Shall I tell the truth?
Well... my dad loves me the most. More than his work, more than his wife and definitely more than his life. I remember him saving my life every time I chose to give up on it. Not figuratively; he literally saved my life because we both are alike in one way at the very least: we are alone in the midst of a crowd.
They say God is the one who creates you, nurtures you, shields you; yet lets you fight your own battles, and picks you up every time you fall. That’s what my Papa has always been to me.
Maybe this was the inherent reason that though I understood my mother’s needs, unbeknowest to myself, I had started to abhor her. She had no more respect in my eyes, because she was cheating on that one person who sacrificed his whole life just to keep the promise he had made to his father-in-law.
They say Anger is the fire which burns everything in its way.
I beg to disagree.
Anger is fire, it does not remain burning for ever. Resentment is that ice which freezes your heart for somebody and makes you colder than Zero kelvin instead. And trust me when I say this, that ice hurts worse than fire.
Someone had wisely said: “ It’s better to hide than to confess.”
Who knew, that my mother’s confessions would end me up with a death whose puzzle I'm still trying to solve?
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