In the name of Life

Disclaimer: All views expressed in this blog are strictly non fictional and all resemblance is deliberately sought.

Once upon a time there were parents. They were parents because they had kids. As in every life case those kids grew up, chose lives of their own, married and happily settled themselves. The conflict starts.
Silly parents still attached to the children. Smart children, completely engrossed in their new life. However they are proud of their parents. It is in vogue these days to have 'old' parents living with kids and not in old age homes. Wow!! what lineage.

One fine day a parent falls seriously sick. Hospital room is booked, doctors are arranged, relatives are called. Duties are divided in and out of hospital, day and night of 24 hours. Managing big crowds is a skill of the riches. Lavish dinners are laid, premium scotch is let free, condition of the parent is discussed vocally along with other demanding subjects- prices of real estate; cost incurred in treatments these days; fall in the supply of good pedigree dogs in the market. Relatives left the city richer in trivia praising the hospitality.

Tragically the doctors pronounce the parent  fit to be discharged. The parent is brought home to the cosy confines of the expensive redwood bed. The children heave a sigh of relief. They can at last go back to their jobs. One can't afford too many leaves in private jobs. Being the owner of business with people to work also does not help.

Silly parents are left to cater to each other. The sickly being cursing her helplessness every mili second, for her the painful days are eternal. To make matters worse the parents are still in love. . They can't do much for each other subject to their physical deformations of old age.
Smart kids have rolled out every possible comforts to them. And they feel REALLY bad that the parent can't get up and perform by herself. A line has to be drawn to attachment. It will ruin the future prospects and parents will feel sad about it. 

Please see if you are feeling sentimental, grow up. This is life. And yeah did I forget to mention about the old dog who would not get up from besides the bed of the ailing parent and would refuse to eat too. :)
The world is full of silly specimen.