Monday 29 December 2014

Melodrama

So today, I woke up thinking how lucky I was to be home after what seemed like ages!
I was glad to snuggle to the smell of my own bed, have breakfast at my old seat and drink from my own mug. I walked large spaces in these broad interiors of my home. Home; what a lovely warmth ran through my veins as I said it. I of course have a doting mother, who saw how off color I was when I woke this morning (Thanks to the long drive we took yesterday), an annoying yet equally doting twin sister who just sat next to me watching her daily Hindi soap online.

The morning seemed a bit sickly yet thoroughly pleasing for me, sitting amidst the presence of my family.
The enters the evil villain. My baby brother who just won't quit from trying to make us more miserable. A total pain in the ass!

He has his phone confiscated thanks to his very uncomely behavior. Now out of boredom he finds new ways to annoy us. He flat out refuses to do his chores and just seems to pick on everybody else except for himself. I wouldn't say he's a bad boy, he is my baby brother and I love him immensely; but he is a massive pain in my ass...
He believes that we won't be here to take care of him, that we don't love him enough but it's rather the contrary. The boy is spoiled rotten by us. He gets everything he ever wishes for and in return all we ask that he respects us. Respect us as his elders; as people who love and care for him. But he seems to be completely oblivious to that context.

Anyway, I pray and hope he sees a light at the end of his tunnel.I wish him only to be a model son and learn respect for people who surround him

I know this is a super personal post, but I did need a vent to let out the frustration and disappointment I feel when I experience this every time I visit home after a long time.

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