Circle of Life
The fading orange of the sky reminded him of the cheeks which went red yesterday due to the thrashing he received from his father. The colour and the pain had receded but there was a constant ache in his heart. Why my parents are always so unreasonable? yeah, he understood, smoking, as is written, must be injurious to health but is the constant beating useful in some way? He knew of peoples’ parents who never raised their voices on their children but his parents somewhat act like they get pleasure from the atrocities they commit on him. He had thought of running away from the house but there was nowhere to go. "May be, I should kill them ?” he laughed at the thought; it seemed too childish and so the life went on with its mirth, joy, triumph and losses and every other emotion constantly interfered by his father's beatings. I would never act so unreasonable when I will have children of my own, he decided. He grew along with the fees paid for his education and the height of th...