Well.....my father, you see, he's always been a strange man. He's neurotic, or so my observation proves (it's taboo to talk about these illnesses we have). I don't really know what he's thinking. Nobody knows! (except, probably, my mother, but I'm not sure about that either). He threw me in an isolated place as a kid, and it was rough for me there (don't ask), and then after some years he didn't let me finish what I was doing there and put me back to the main castle. He then ignores me, but threatens people who try to befriend me. He didn't let me meet with other royalty either, and was seriously opposed to my engagement to the Vulcan prince.... but now he has me exiled there! Seriously, I don't think he understand himself very well, either. I've come to really hate him because of various things that I'd rather not talk about. My mother I also can't read. She's always...ecstatic (oh look, it runs in the blood), and never ever focuses on anything. Her one redeeming quality is that she actually cares for her children (on the other hand, she makes a really really bad queen). I don't know how to describe our relationship...but we're cool. She lets me does whatever I want, and occasionally says a wise thing or two (I know. Creepy, right?).
Overall, there's a very transparent line running somewhere between our understanding of each other. Guess because we our family doesn't communicate enough. Especially Hari!
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