The Mistakes Our Parents Do

To find love and get married and to get married and falling in love are two different things. The former is easy compared to the later. The later have risk elements. We need to get to know each other, likes, dislikes, zones and then we decide to take a step closer. But most of the time these couples ends up fighting if there is utterly no understanding between them.

The same goes for my parents, their marriage was arranged. I always heard them fighting whether its day or night they dont care. As a kid, it was so hard for me to bear all that. Sometimes my mom got beaten up. My dad have a respectful job. He was a respectful man to the outside world. As the saying goes there is an animal inside everyone. He gets angry over every single thing. He uses curse words. I was not allowed to eat anything that my mom cooks or her family. He would run on his bycycle to get me food. He just took my entire childhood into a nightmare. Where people of my age had friends and outings, i had uncles, homeworks and assaults.

I wanted to scream so hard. But i cant. Because my grandmother thought i am a slut from young age only because she saw me asking my cousin to zip me up. A seven year old girl asking her five year old cousin to zip her dress and she just gave a peck for her cousin for the help. That day my parents beat me saying things i dont even understand. They doubted me everytime after that. Thinking of how i will overcome this made me more stressed. I stopped talking to people. My classmates started to call me a freak and they barely talked to me. I was always the odd one out.

If i had low grades its my moms fault and if not all the credit is taken by my father. They pushed me when things were against them and pulled me closer when things were in favour.

Why cant parents fight secretly?

I decided not to tell what uncle did to me because i was too afraid that it will cause trouble for both my parents because the last thing i want is to see them fight.

Everynow and then things happened. I saw my parents making out. I got scared and couldn't sleep at night. I came to relate the situation i had and it gave me more creeps. There was no one to talk to. I had no friends, i barely saw my cousins and my parents they only want me to talk study related matters with them .

Years passed. As i grew, uncle never missed a chance to make a conversation with me but i never gave in. I avoided him as much as i could because i know what he did to me now.

As soon as I got into college i got chickenpox. My parents asked uncle to take me back home. Out of all the people in the world this man will be taking me home which means i have two sleepless nights.