Thursday, 13 March 2008

Family

You think you have them figured out but you don't?



My mother for example what a messy thing she is. Silence is golden so is Honesty they just forgot to add it. We haven't even mentioned the silence that kills(you know that one). It's 04:07 in the morning and I can't sleep. Why dear friend? because of the sins of my parents. They say if looks could kill but I say if silence could kill for the sake of protecting the other person we would all be dead.



I know I'm talking gibberish it' 04:09 in the morning and I can't sleep not just because of the sniffle in my nose and the itchy throat. Aren't my parent's my mistake supposed to stay with them? Especialy if they committed the crime. It's their lives why should it follow me? ANd seek to devour me like the plague. So,yes! being an only child is tough and so is being a legitimate child of marriage which everyone seems to want to scape goat.

So my parents decided to make me the obvious favourite. My dad uncompromising but my mother very twisted with a hint of malice bringing division upon me and my 7 illegitimate brothers and sisters. Turns out i'm not so messed up (like my siblings) as I thought I would be. I know my identity according to me and my God-given ability but for my brothers and sisters that is a different story. It seems they had to pay a heavy price for my parents love an attention(which they were never totally able to gain in the first place) instead it seemed to have all been transferred on to me. They suffered endless abuse for the sake of The Dove i.e Me. And now I suffer the wrath.

As much as I'd like to believe my siblings love me, there's a feeling of a quiet, disjointed, venomous sibling between us that is never talked about but is dying to get out and attack it's opponent i.e. me.

If your name is mostly talked about in conversation than it speaks a lot more volume than the one that spends his time criticising you. I assure you that you would not like the idea of being on anothers lips if you knew they felt that your whole being has victimised them. Strange not fiction truth but not dare.

to be continued...................................