The Silent grief of my heart

The Quarrels

These are the painful part of my childhood. When my parents' quarrel. As far as I remember my parents quarrel because my father is a jealous man and also a drunkard.

The epic quarrel that we my sisters had narrated to us was when my father was very drunk and somehow my mother can't bear him that time. So what happened was, while my father has fallen asleep my mother planned to leave father. So she packed clothes and made us change our clothes behind the bushes while heading to the road. So when we were already on the bus, my grandmother open the window on the bus and then little did we know father was there on sidewalk. So he saw grandma and then he did go inside the bus and he took my little sister to go with him. We were heading back to town. As to our surprise when we reached our old house my father was there already. This was the most epic quarrel of all time.

My parents had a lot of quarrels and misunderstanding. I think that is part of being couples.

The next opening of class I was enrolled to elementary school. My parents went back to the city with my elder brother and my younger siblings while me and two elder siblings were studying.