Parents... our Providers

Hey there peeps,

I think maybe my last post made me sound too... nostalgic, or as a person who misses his childhood.
But then,  lots of people do.
And just yesterday, we celebrated two of my friends birthdays.
There birthdays are separate days in the same week, but being students, we tend to club them together. It's easier on the pocket.
Well, as I said, we celebrated their birthday(s).
And it was good. I won't say phenomenal ot anything.
The cake was too chocolaty, and thick.
The people were less, but cared about both the bday boys.
The gifts were good and something each one needed.
And all this just made me think.
About all the time our parents spent, for celebrating our birthdays.
Calling everyone, getting a cake, getting good dresses for us to wear, getting another gift for us to show around...
All the hard work they do.
And, yet, all it takes is a second to forget all of this and more, when they do something we see as wrong, but is infact part of a greater right.
And we , after all our tantrums and whatnot, still have the courage to look them at the face, without a concern for what they might have felt or gone through.
And we demand more and more.
And they still love us more.
We bask in their love and use it to gain.. and gain we do, from our pain.
Shame on us. Shame on us. Shame on us.

-I.B
(A shamefull son who has everything and still manages to let down his parents at every possible moment.)

Problems

Hey People,

I know.... Its been a long time.... Sorry about that.
I was just busy with some stuff in college and all that.

Its sometime in life, when you face a problem, or rejection or a failure, that you actually understand the value of friendship.
I mean, my parents see me as an irresponsible fat blob and my sisters( yeah,I have two of them) see me in the same light. So basically, I'm given the least responsibility and value in the house.
Now in my group of friends... its a different story. I'm given a equal share in all sayings... And I get to choose what to do or not.... My opinion alone can change our groups plans.
Now that kind of recognition.... that you get there... Its something different.
For a person who never gets any recognition at his home, suddenly this is something new... And he starts living for them.
Seeing them, talking to them, chatting with them, hanging out with them, becomes his top priorities.
Now I can't and won't blame my parents or family for any of this.... Even though they still continue to say I'm irresponsible and all that...
Even could be the fact that I'm usually on the laptop.... But, my notes and everything are on the laptop. And I don't expect them to understand that.
To them I'm just a person who can't do anything right.
If only they gave me a proper chance, like my friends did for me.
I'd show them I am a totally different person from who they think I am.

P.S: I know I sound like a whining idiot, but you guys are all I've got. My friends know this obviously, but this is the only place, where I can anonymously share my feelings.

Cheers,
Indian Boy

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