Well, you have got it all wrong. I’ve not turned 19.
My parents just completed the 19th year of their marriage. They are on their way to the 20th milestone.
You see, life is a great struggle:] and so this goes on and on…………………
According to me the relationship between my parents has remained unchanged: they fought even yesterday-13th of July-their marriage anniversary. The issue? Mummy had made chilli paneer and wanted daddy to eat it. It was really very yummy. But daddy, being a very simple guy refused it. He even refused to have some Chicken Biriyani which was purchased from a fast food joint on this happy occasion. [I ate even the last fragrant irresistible morsel of it] So they started quarrelling.
“So you can eat in your office parties. But what I make at home is rubbish for you!”
“No, no, not at all. I want to eat something plain and simple. It’s just that……….”
“Leave it. You feel I’m giving you poison or what?”
They are a squabbling duo. Since my father has his office far away from our home, so we all meet once a week. Even then, my parents fight: sometimes in a funny manner, or sometimes the water level goes above our heads………………………
Actually, most of the times.
From food to clothes to daily mundane activities: my parents share with each other. Same goes for battling with each other. Luckily I and Nishi have learnt it the harder way-to stay out of their tracks and not to be on any one’s side during their fight. After all, fighting is injurious to health……………..
My parents have stood against the tough times. They have been always together. They get afraid against the odds sometimes, but still they keep on the struggle. From educating us to earning more money-everything is indeed a struggle. Being a mom and a dad is no child’s play. So they are the best parents and we love them a lot……………………….
It was 8.15 p.m. already. Nishi and I were restless here back at home. We had made some ‘great’ plans for them. My parents were outside. My aunt was also to come. I had to make a striking Saturday anyhow. I had earned my first salary- mere Rs 300/- from freelance writing. I used “my” money and had laminated a picture as a gift to mummy. As for daddy, Nishi had made a first aid box.
I had purchased a cake. It was small, but yummy. Both of us had made a card for them.
Being a mom and a dad is not that easy
We know it drives your head crazy.
We shout, we shriek
Keep on demanding eggs and streak
We make you chase us
Sometimes your heart boils to give us a curse;
We mess the room
We avoid to be groomed!
We hate studies :p
And whole day play out with buddies.
You just wish you could sell us on flipkart
And get new kids-bright and smart!
We know we trouble you a lot,
We are a bundle of mischief
But still on your laps
We do love to creep.
You clean the house
Earn the bucks
And set our mood.
You try to be the best for us.
You are the ones on whom we can trust.
Only because of your love and care
We have grown up till date
With all your blessings and prayers
We still cannot return your due rates.
So on this special day
Let’s avoid any treachery,
Oh my dearest Mummy and Daddy,
HAPPY MARRIAGE ANNIVERSARY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!