Frustration.
Her mother, in her days, remained annoyed with him. Mother many a time used to warn him. It is quite funny. It seems true, children do inherit feuds of their parents.
She: “It is your entire fault to spoil her.”
Mother many times used to scold him
Mother asked him to stop fondling her.
She: “Calling her a Princess, She has a life to go.”
She: “A bum she may have to live with!”
She: “Don’t put ideas in the poor child. It will make her life miserable.
She: “We are born to work. Born to be exploited, used and thrown.”
She: “She is no different” “She is one of us.” “She is not only Prince’s daughter. She is my child also. I want to rear up her in my way.”
She: “We are just receptacles, bins, spittoons, toys for Lords.”
She: And remember we are born to,
“To please them”
She: “They will do to us what they can’t do in their home.”
She: ”A woman is different from a man.”
She: “She is subject to lot of temptations, dangers, every step. Every male she comes in touch, looks at her to take her straight to bed. She can’t go with all.”
She: “She is still young to know all this.” “Why burden the poor child!”
She: “Allow her to live in her world.” “These are her best days.”
She: “Her time will come.” “Her days are not far off.”
She: “A girl is ten times wise than a boy of her age.”
She: “When time comes she will act.” “She is capable to do so.”
She: “She need not be taught. It is in her.” “She need no lessons.”
She: “Do you understand?” “Idiot as your mother has born you?”
She: “I do not know what I saw in you?” “You pig -head!”
She: “I feel I should not have brought you to stay here.”
Today, his face was red with anger. Blood had come up on his face. He burst out loudly. He could not contain himself. He was shaken up. He lost his balance. He shouted out loudly. He lost his calm and cool. He forgot his place in the house.
He: “Shut up you bad mad Cow!” And.
He: “Keep your lips buttoned”
He retorted mother, as if, putting her in her proper place, and asserting his authority. He tacitly made her realize that he was the boss in the house. Today he was in high spirits.
He: “This is my place and I call every one and any one as I please.”
She: “You’re House? What I hear?” “ Did I hear Right?”
She: “This is my house.”
He would check himself. He knew he had gone fast. Mother was not a lady to be handled roughly. Mother was a respectable person, all coming to her for advice. Mother had pretty much her finger on the pulse of the entire surrounding area. He realized it was not an opportune time to pick up a quarrel with her.
She: “Before evening if you are not out of the house, I will throw out your things.” “I do not want untoward headstrong element in my house.”
He calmed down. He was taken aback. He was shocked at the turn of events. He apologized profusely. He never intended to agitate her so enormously. He counted to mother all obligations he had done. How he had protected her in her days of need, and how he was helping her in all houses hold matters. He was a sort of her helping man running her errands here and there as told. He had been her handy man in her service all these years in return of a shelter. Mother listened to everything he spoke; she took her time, to make the statement. She replied him more slowly than was her custom, to give weight to her words.
She: “I do not know anything.” “You have forgotten one thing!”
She: “I never wanted your help.” Mother would always use this phrase.
She: “You pick up a wrong time to enter into arguments with me.”
She: “You are a nuisance to me all the while.” “You are useless.”
She: “Want to know the truth?” “Truth will be bitter. Don’t compel me.”
She: “How I feel for you?” “I have always felt very rotten about you.”
She: “I brought you in my house to keep you.” “That was my folly.”
She: “I thought you would prove a man.” “You are a coward.”
She: “I wanted you in the house for moral support and protection.”
She: “You were never there when I wanted you.” “You play cards.”
She: “When I am in trouble, you do not notice.” “You do not care.”
She: “When I am happy, you spoil it.” “I have always noticed that.”
She: “When I am depressed, want to console me, you are not there.”
She: “When I ask you to do something you do not do it.”
She: “When I ask you not to do something, you do it.”
She: “You enjoy when others make a fool of me.”
She: “You have been a nuisance all the while.”
She: “You and I have been going on separate lines.”
She: “ There is no fun seeing you in the house.”
She: “It is time now that you leave the house at an early date.”
“Out of my house!”
His face fell. He was shocked. He was shivering with nervousness. He was doomed. He would surrender. He would quit answering her. He would remain calm like a tame puppy. . He would quit. He would entreat her later to allow him to stay when she was calm. This was perhaps the longest ever-made speech by her. Otherwise she spoke quite less. Mother resumed sewing her dress. Mother did not remember her words. Mother never used to engage herself in serious confrontation.
Thus routine would go on and life passed.
