the charons

Sometimes its good to have an open mind and believe what others say, especially if your own heart believes that person.

Some stories are told because they should be told, without any hidden agenda.

This is such a story, some pages from my life to wake indians up, to remove the glasses of hypocrisy from their eyes and show them another side of real india, which may invade their world too, ignorance is not a bliss. Its a timebomb.

David asked a question about these posts, no, they are not part of “the charons”, they are parts of my life, in case after reading “The charons” you think that I suffer from “keep the wounds alive and never forgive” syndrome, these are things I brushed away from my heart without any hesitation, as part and parcel of life, now I sometimes think had I brushed away these people too life would have been much better for me.

Tushar raised his eyebrows, “Your mother had to go to her mothers’ now? When you are about to give the exam that will decide your future?” he could barely suppress his anger.

“I don’t think that is any of your business.” she sulked, she was really fond of her mother, even though that love was never reciprocated, actually it was the other way round, she was cold, rude and self-centered but kids take long time to get over their fondness for their parents, she took little longer.

“You don’t like it now, but a few years later you will know the thing I am saying is true, your mother is a very selfish woman.” he repeated.

She ignored his remark but the words stayed with her, why did her mother had to go to her mothers she wondered. She might have postponed the visit for entertainment till her exam was over! But no, she had to take care of her elder brother, sister, their pets, the house and the exams!

A brilliant example of good parenting?

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