Confession

this is the story of that time when winters were on its peak in delhi.. and at that time i faught with my mom... and in anger i went to terrace in shorts and vest,. it was too cold outside.. my mother called my father (at that time i didn't knew abbout this).. and after half an hour i came back and sit at the corner.. when suddenly the door bells rang and i go to open the door.. and as i opened it.. i bow to touch my father's feet (to say namastey).he kicked me and.. played with me like i was footbal for one or two minutes... this was the worst experience i had of beaten up by parents.. (at that time my father's bloodpressure was high due to some reasons.. that's why he acted like this.. so no wrong feelings :P)