The good comes with the evil. Happiness has sadness lurking in the shadows. My India visits are like these done-to-death sayings. Every year I come back home to my parents looking forward to be a kid again. And every year, I begin my holiday with lots of accusations, harsh words and hate thrown my way.
I am no longer sure about the right way to deal with it. I once believed that no one deserves shit and after slogging for a degree all those years, I was not meant to take shit. I was so wrong. I have been on both sides. I have hit back and I have endured it to the point of losing my sanity. But it has not worked. It hurts. It hurts to the point of losing faith in goodness, in people, in relationships.
I am no longer sure about the right way to deal with it. I once believed that no one deserves shit and after slogging for a degree all those years, I was not meant to take shit. I was so wrong. I have been on both sides. I have hit back and I have endured it to the point of losing my sanity. But it has not worked. It hurts. It hurts to the point of losing faith in goodness, in people, in relationships.
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