Parents around the world are so ungrateful to not know that we their children are so patient enough to not cripple them after all they do us.
Things like badging into my room without even knocking as if she's tryna catch me cheating on her with someone else's mom and when I scream or complain about it she'll be like even if you're without a dress I've seen everything about you before(arrgh). My mom does this a lot and she's never sorry. She says if I'm grown enough I should get my own house and stop limiting her in hers.
She barged into my room last night while I was almost drifting off to sleep, turned on the lights that could blind my eyes at the moment and asked me to tidy up my room. "Are you being serious right now?" I asked her, looking so irritated and she concluded that she's gonna be having visitors the next day but how's that my business, who cares about her visitors after all and she goes "they're gonna be needing those dishes and cups" with her index finger pointing annoyingly at the few things I had in my room.
"Just four plates, five cups, four tablespoons and three teaspoons is what you need to make your visitors comfortable? Okay are you having the feast in my room?" She got so furious and asks who I am to question her. "I'm your next of kin" I muttered tiredly and she thundered like a mighty thunder(almost ridding me off the sweet sleep that was still in my eyes) during a heavy downpour, raging like a mighty lion but I didn't even answer her because I didn't have the strength.
We have so many plates in my house and what I had in my room isn't even a quarter of it and here she was raging out of furry just because she didn't know what to say anymore. I think she's getting old that's why she's overreacting after all that's what old people do. They get in your way by all means looking for a way to make you send them quickly to the great beyond but I overcame the temptation she brought and choosed to just sleep.
I pulled my ever comforting blankets up to my face and she asked me if I'm seriously going to bed. I almost spoke out to say; "no I'm not. I probably just downloaded a new action dream which I'm about to watch while lying unmovable" but I had to hold my tongue. Otherwise, all her 80s friends would be waiting downstairs for me the next day to give an early morning long sermon that sucks more than Indian movies especially when Salman Khan is the director.
Sometimes I wish I could have just dropped from the sky into a house kept ready for me without anybody to bug me. I'll just wake up, read, listen to music, eat and go to work. Simple life free of parents and their endless nagging.
