Family trauma is the worst drama however there ain't much of it that I've had to deal with or maybe I didn't care to think of it enough to deal with it.
I think our generation was mostly made up from families that didn't have an understanding of how to deal with offspring's .
Perhaps they weren't prepared enough or maybe thought of children as necessary items that had to be brought into the world .
I think I've seen mostly dysfunctional families growing up and even now when I meet some people and see their now aged folks I can't help but feel sorry for them.
Of course they're all great fodders for gossip.
Then there are balanced families so much so that it's boring to be around them.
No family is without its share of problems. Some problems are superficial and easily noticeable and some are deep seated which seem invisible.
I'd known an entire family for a near decade, never visited their house but was acquainted with the entire clan in a way that we exchanged greetings and I thought they were a rather nice bunch of people.
Their son was sweet, the father was genial and the mother usually a bit lost but she seemed okay.
One day there was what felt like an entire police force outside their house.
They'd apparently kept a domestic help who was imprisoned and regularly abused by the entire family. Son and father mostly.
Now that was an eye opener.
My brother often used to play badminton with an ever smiling gentleman who often called our intercom to ask about him since they were doubles partner for almost a year.
The man moved to Noida.
He has since been sentenced to death along with his domestic help in the Nithari serial killing case and to think I've had tea and snacks in his house and present there were other members of his immediate family.
Now that made me shudder.
Families can be strange I guess.
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The thing about travel is that it's a lot more fun while it's happening.
Something to do with not having to deal with problems that could've been and instead dealing with newer issues.
Coming back to the house, the same smell that you'd left, same old chores and timetable begins to feel irksome but it passes because we tend to forget the past few days of newness since it was a thin veil compared to the veritable thickness of reality.
This too shall pass as they say.
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