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Vishal Sharma

Rookie - 175 Points (10th july 1996/Samastipur (Bihar) / India)

Logical reasoning


When i was a child
i used to think
perhaps sometimes
but used to think
why my father beats my mom
whether outside or in home
has been his habit of beating
for reasons never clear to me
i asked my mom one day
mom why are you beaten up
mom replied dear son shut up
itz your father heavenly love
that he shows over me everyday
now time has been passed
today my father is no more
thus i wonder in myself
whether mom was telling a lie
or father was showing the sign
of saying me him good bye....

Submitted: Monday, May 20, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 10, 2013

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  • Rookie - 781 Points Thomas A Robinson (5/20/2013 5:51:00 PM)

    perhaps your father had an anger inside of him so great that he would explode if not vented.
    Unfortunately he vented that anger on your mother.
    Fortunately he did not on you.
    Your mother probably was not lying just sbowing her love by standing by her man inspite
    of his sickness.
    Judge not harshly your father. He had a problem, maybe an illness.
    Was he a cruel man I think not because you do not sound like a cruel man to me.
    Only God will be a true judge lets live and let live. (Report) Reply

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