We all think when our parents are being harsh. 'they are mean'. When they compare you to your siblings or cousins. When they spout harsh words in the spur of the moment.
When my mother was at my back forcing me to study, I wondered 'why doesn't she understand that I'm just not the studying type?'
We all know the obvious truth. In a world like this we need qualifications, And She just wanted what was best for me.
a while back one of my best friends dad passed away. She hadn't spoken to him in a long time.
As if the clouds were grieving too, it was raining heavily that week.The funeral though was 4-5 hours away and in a region abundant with Hills.
I wanted be with my friend. To console her. To cry with her. So I asked my dad if I could go.
My dad said no.
He didn't give me a reason, but I overheard him talking to my mum.
"What if she gets caught in a landslide."
Sometimes a parents fears can prevent us from enjoying or grieving with people who we care for. But that doesnt mean it's because they don't want us to have fun or its too tedious for them. There is always a hidden reason.
That's the hidden truth.