16th March was 25th Wedding Anniversary of my parents. So now you may have guessed I’m less than 25 years old. Spending 25 years with someone is not that difficult. My parents are best examples. I’m unable to understand how do they deserve a dumb ass son like me?? It’s not fare. They deserved a lot better. Atleast my sister made them proud.I couldn’t even arrange a small function on that day. Though we four celebrated it. A small pooja is there on this Sunday. We all love our parents and so do I. But somehow I always have the feeling that I’m not doing things which make them happy. A smile on their face because of me is an incident which takes place once in a Blue Moon.

Trying to make things better. But somehow the process always gets reversed. Funny things do happen. What else could happen with me. But this fun never puts up a smile on their face. My Mother is the first lady I admire in my life. And then comes my sister. Because of these two personalities I respect woman a lot. The way they try to cover me or my mistakes without anything in return. But may be I haven’t told you guys. I’m a shameless human being.

The chemistry between me and my father always produces a bi-product and heat. There was a long silent movie running which was turned into talkie just a while back. But still it’s not that friendly. I don’t know how my steps to make them happy always go other way. One of my best quality becomes the worst here. I never stop trying. Because I know someday I’ll succeed.

Hope that day comes soon enough.

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