Mafia

I don't why but I'm shaking. A fear shaking or a chills shaking. I don't know. It is just sometimes I just happen to feel like this. Pretty much the cure is, there is none. Of course, duh, You.

I am here all alone at home waiting for Pratichhya Ale to give me the cue to meet her for our photography session. It is kinda taking long but I am also waiting for my bother at the same time. For what, I forgot once again.

So I am pretty much home alone, again. Parents are out, again. Will be back home late at night. I remember one time when my dad, mom and I went out. After treating me to a 3star lunch, my mom shooed me home saying she and dad will be going on a date. Fabulous. Thats when she became to be the mafia of this family. When mafia says orders this and that, it has to be done. But according to my calculation, I am the only one doing everything! Dad, he cannot be bother 3/4 of family issues. He believes in slience is golden. I do too. Brother, shortly after reaching puberty, he is only home 1/7.

But what is a family with some issues, favourtism, riviarly, screaming, hit-and-run, love, laughter and pranks. A happy family. My family.