It's hard to see and accept that our parents are ageing.
Idk, chaala situations lo anipisthundi, but ivala it hit me so hard.
Anthaka mundu, when we used to discuss about something at home, I used to shout a lot (short tempered le nenu). Vallu kasepu odilese vallu 'idhi pichidi le' ani, tarvata nene cool aipoyedanni. Then they used to talk to me and explain me stuff. Ipatiki kuda adhi em maraledhu le, adhi vere vishayam.
But, these days, I am realising that, they too are getting tired. A lot. Family drama, daily routine, 'pillalu inka chinnavallu' ani oka pressure.
Anthaka mundu vallu frustrate aithe, nenu kuda arichesedanni. But, ipudu, I'm realising that 'okay, pedda vallu avthunaru, its normal' ani I started to shut up (adhi kuda anni sarlu avatledu le). Maa thammudiki kuda chepthuna, ardham cheskovali kadha ani.
Ivala nanna ki cold ochindi. Valla room lo AC pani cheyaledhu. Nanna maa room ki ochi padukunaru. He looked so tired and ee madhyakalamlo ala chudale. Suddenly realised he's 50.
Baita evarinaina chusinapudu 50 years anukunte, oh chaala peddavaru anipisthundi. But maa nanna naa chinapudu ela unaro, ipudu ala ne unaru (he takes good care of how he looks), which is making it even more difficult for me to accept the fact.
Suddenly, edchesa. Em cheyalo ardham kaledu.
'Ee job ivanni maney nanna, nenu chuskunta' ani chepali anukunna. But ik their answer, 'aadapilla degara thiskodam enti, em akkarledhu' (yes, maa family lo inthe). Idhe antaru. Thiskoru. And I hate it.
If I was a boy, ee baadha undedi kadhemo.
This is not even 1% of what I am feeling right now.