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Friends and Family

I tell friends everything.. things normal and abnormal.
I tell family nothing.. things normal and abnormal.

Why?
Because Family can do something and Friends can do nothing at a level where doing something can actually improve the situation. I cried and did lots of things when she was getting married. I told friends and they gave me a lot of time. They sympathised with me. They shouted at me. They did a lot. But what happened. Nothing. She got married and I am here writing this.

Had I phoned mom or dad or sis, I would not be sitting here writing this. I am sure of this. Because I know them. They would do nothing except get me what I want. They would have gotten her for me. Because I know my mom. I know my sis and I know my dad. Mom would go straight. Sis would go diagonally and Dad would not move at all. But they would have gotten her.

So why did I not tell them this? I tried to find an answer to this. Pataa nahin. I just want to be the sweet (hehe), innocent, virtuous kid, in front of them. It has been a long time since I have lived at home. And I have changed. But I do not want them to find me changed. I still want Dad's lap when I watch TV.

Didi has been my protector since the time I was born. She saved me in innumerable fights at school. She got reprimanded for me so many times. She was a first born and she still cares for me like a baby.
God bless them.

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