The mad house

The boy fights so hard with his sister he gives her a foot sprain. She does nothing now just cries in pain. The boy fills the water bottles of the house with the water of the drain. And then keeps on bathing in the rain. The father when given to hold his baby boy throws him down and keeps clinging to his toy. When the baby cries he laughs in joy. The mother listens to the music at full volume, wears for the Thanksgiving party a very weird costume. The older boy coats the baby boy brown playing with mud. And throws a stone down at his head with a thud. All are happy here nobody is sorry. They are tension free there is nothing to worry. The cat of the house sleeps cosy on the bed. The boy paints his fathers room red. There is always mess but they find each other blessed. The neighbours try to keep away from them. Because when they meet they start singing their national anthem. They try to remain all the time indoors which is a total bore. They are mad people who have no cure. They wish a heart patient dying good luck. In All America horse racing they loose thousand bucks. They go for picnics to a tattered house and kill black ducks. They go to watch the worst Egyptian show and on the way back meddle with people and give them jerks and blows. They have decided to make pet a frog and to let be a fight show of it with a dog. To sensibility, they have a blindsight but they think their future is very bright. The boy wears a nose ring, the girl is five and already in love. It is just God who can help these people from above. When people see them they are filled with both joy and rage. But these mad artists perform as life is their only valid stage.

Published by ambikajha

I am Ambika Jha.I like to write on different topics.I feel life is too short for anything.So let us work our best in the given time and let life's music be in rhythm and rhyme.So be your best and never stop to learn and write.

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