Form Two

7:00 AM, morning was a hopeless war here, there was mostly screaming, complaining, quarrelling and all except peace. It all starts with my mother walking into the bedroom with a cane in her hand and threatening me to wake up and sometimes I have to sustain critical damage to various parts of the body too. Involuntarily I get up and head to the bathroom with another thought in mind, to continue sleeping with the help of the warm water. That too is a failed plan as either of my parents come banging at the bathroom door to ruin my good dream’s. Still of my senses a random handful of rice by my father is being forcefully shoved down my mouth and spontaneously being bathed from cologne and perfume by my mother. 7:15, time surely runs faster in these rushing hours! Minutes run down our face like sweat as backpacks and water bottles go flying into the car’s trunk. The car’s ignition is turned on and afterwards all that is heard is the mighty roar of engine. It is suddenly half-way through when I remember that my project is still lying on the front porch. So once again while cursing we head home to receive the project and racing through traffic and violating road rules we head to school and once more abruptly stopping near school’s entrance. It was a matter of fighting with seconds or so I thought because when zooming into class only too finally realize I’m 20 minutes late and that all our efforts have gone in waste.