Chapter 3: how i was or i am Princess of my father

My father loves me more than my elder sister.i dont know it was really that my fathers loves me more or just i feel it. But still today feel the same love and affection.
Even he is depression patient from last thirty years. Many times my father get so much angry and even he insults me and abuse me. But i know its all because of their psychiatrist condition that make excited and he starts thinking that everyone around him is wrong , specialy his family members.
But in normal condition my fathers is very quite and doesnot demand anything . He just love to read newspaper and watching newschannel.
He is not religious or spritual person but he is true human. He just accept life with all his problem. He never make any complaint except about his health. He is very sensitive about his health , so a minor issue in health appears very big to him and also to my family.
From my childhood, i was very loved by my father. I remember the days, when my father has bicycle. My mother sits on the back seat of cycle while my papa drives it. I sit on the front , near handle. My papa has assembled a small triangle seat on the front of cycle so that i can sit on it . There was also a basket attached on the handle , which was later removed by my father.
Those days were really golden days of my life. Simple living , no luxury, no television, no radio, no furniture at home. Just few clothes, a  double bed made of wood and short almira which has three sides steel net.
This small almira was used by mother to kept cooked food of kitchen. She keep fresh milk, oil, cooked vegetable in it. It was called "jaali".
Kitchen was also simple. Less utensil, no rerigerator, no mixer grinder, no oven, and not even utensil washing sink.
Kitchen was so small that four person cant stand together but still we all four members sit in kitchen. Me and renu sit below the kitchen shelf, and mamma and papa sits in rest space. We four finish theor breakfast in kitchen. And then get ready for school and papa gets ready for office.


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