Parents
I love them because i am what i am because of them, Not that as a sign of gratitude i love them but i would not be happy without them. Amen.
But this doesnt stop me being critical ( in a healthy way ) about them.
During my initial days of college they said:
1) Most of the girls talk to you because they have some work.
my mind : For god sake dont push me to turn gay , i have spent 10 years in gay school ( guys school ) i am deprived and want no more of ittttt!!!!
2) Well girls trick wealthy and good looking guys into marriage
My mind: hahahahahhaha we are talking abt girls who cares
3) Studies should come first and at the right time you will get "everything"
My mind asking parents: Which college?
After graduation when i started working
1) Beware of girls in office most of them look to settle and they can trick you.
My mind : For god sake chalega, saala where are such females, its now 6 years and found none!!!
2) Since we have raised you , we have the right to choose ur life partner
My mind : Wait , oh no i have been transformed into a pig, that too raised for some crude life threatening experiments.
3) Incase you dont agree to point 2 you can expected to be disowned if not formally atleast "emotionally"
My mind: Rishtoon ke bhi roop badaltein haain , naaye naaye saachein mein dhalte hain..... Darn! that Ekkkkkkkta kkkkkkapoooor .
4) Your the only kid, incase you had siblings we would atleast approve love marriage
My mind: Yes thats my fault.
Throughout my life they say
1) If "anything" happens tell us first -- and now -- incase we like the girl we will think
My mind : laaaa la la la lala laaaaaa la la la ...
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