Some neighbours and people gathered in my house because today is my haldi ceremony and all this arrangements were done by my parents. I internally scoffed at my thoughts. They don't deserve to.  They never did anything so that I called them my parents but i can't deny the fact that they are my parents.

They paid my school fees, half of my college fees, provide me clothes, room for living and food. But they punished me, beat me and locked me in room. We can't judge people from one prespective. I remembered my childhood blurry in which I played with them. But what happened like that they changed into monsters.