Monday, February 16, 2009

my teacher is a student

They taught you every moral thing you have grow to live today, they have protected you from any little monsters that came to your window, not to mention the hygiene side of your biology. Yeah! Yeah! Parenting is not the easiest comic equation where you think you are going to read a bed time story every now and then- try telling that to a mom who breastfeed three o’clock in the morning whilst the husband snores the whole bed to himself. As much horrific it gets just wait until when they can speak one word and before you know it, you will be arguing with them about GPRS or who knows what just anything that is abbreviated this days.

One thing funny about all this happens. When parents get old they need our support and caring, but with this so called life of ours we send them to hospices and wait to collect them with a casket, an unfortunate part I guess. The best necessity about the love of someone is just loving without conditional ideology tainted with perceived beliefs of no logical sense on no common basis of love that we know. Keeping it that way as simple as it gets is a rocket science lesson as much as I know

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