Parents Must Know –Why am I a spoilt child?


“I was a human being, but my dad and mom and other people made me an awful animal which bites everyone and barks at every individual everywhere. Hey fucking world! I am gonna let you know that why am I a spoilt child”???


When my dad has a problem and he can’t get something which he wants, he says, “O fuck! I could not do so”.  Sorry dad, you have just taught me what I didn’t know. When my mom and dad discuss something at home, they start negotiating with four letter words. Accusing, blaming, untrusting and laughing scornfully may fully be seen in the nature of them. Sometimes dad shouts at her and usually she scolds him. She is too much, too much and too much suspicious. Secondly, O’ my dad makes sex in front of me, but she is not my mom. She is very old friend of my dad although she is black but sexy. It is called cheating dad because mom needs your attention! Nothing is good at my home except noodles, sandwiches, scrambled eggs and my mom’s mirror. Mom loves to apply makeup in day and night and my sis loves to copy her even in sleep. My dad is Christian who doesn’t know about Christianity and my mom is Hindu who does not know about Bhagwat and Geeta. I don’t know which way is good for me, Hinduism or Christianity.     

In my neighborhood, there are some interesting folks who don’t want me to be good in the civilization. I live in the west, but why I hate the east even though the sun rises in the east. In my surroundings, people lecture me that only your country is good whereas other countries are traitors. Every individual seems to admire himself and tries to promote.  No one is ready to accept his or her mistake and majority of the people are in the way to earn money legally or illegally. Abusive and obnoxious statements have been thick on the ground nowadays that made me a bad boy. I see young girls kissing young boys that I also feel like doing the same. I love to do so. I like the way they do, but I am afraid of my dad although he does the same at home or on the quiet. I am a fucking kid, but I am that due to you.

I don’t know why I am taken to this fucking hell called school where there is no peace but stress. My teachers take my exams according the syllabus, but some students may get position by using their mind in cheating. In school there is no one to tell me the meaning of my syllabus. The senior students fight together and sometimes they patch up too and they are my teachers who teach me how to fight. Only a very few students are interested in getting education and they are capable of doing something good, but I am not because my teachers can’t tell again and again and if I ask the meaning of any word, they tell me. When I don’t understand, the other students sneer at me. Our teachers also teach us PLAY for example “The Merchant of Venice” which may erode my emotions and we boys want to be Bassenioooo, Antanioooo and Grataionoooo and our female classmates want to be Jessicaaaaaa and Portiaaaaaa. O! It creates a very bad atmosphere in my school.  My teachers also poison my ear against other religions especially Islam. My teachers say that they have more than 10 years teaching experience, but they do not remember any five quotes of William Shakespeare or other thinker.

Screen is screen even it is mobile phones’ or televisions’. My dad and mom are very sweet and liberal that I have access of internet and a huge dish antenna at my home is available. They think I watch cartoon and informative documentary for my syllabus, but I go for whatever my heart wishes. In school I tell my friends about pornographic content and they also share their filthy stuff. Horror, carnage and revenge are the priority of any movie and in my school’s geography book, there are 25 units, but I hardly remember 10 whereas I remember more than 100 movies. Well! Fast and Furious, 50 Shades of Grey, Titanic, Blade, Diary of a Teenage Girl and Diary of a Call Girl are my favorite movies. I have learned to admire myself by my sweet daddy and mummy. Whatever I have said to you is not my fault. Regards: A spoilt child!

                                        

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