I started living at hostel from age 17. Before that, there are so many sweet memories.I remember sometimes my parents used to argue over some issues. Sometimes their argument resulted in obvious stop in talking. Now how can one live together without talking? Most of the time I used to be like a messenger. If my father wants something then he told " Tell your mother...." It happens to with mother also.
Most of the time they were in a distance of feet.
I found it very funny. Because I used to get prize (chocolates, storybooks, playing items) from both sides for being a true/faithful messenger.
But my "happy" days lasted maximum for 10 days.
Another "war" brought the peace back.
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