The untold stories of mine.

Not your home.

I still remember that incident and everything I remember it my eyes teared up unknowingly. 

Me and my brother are not so ideal siblings.

Fighting and arguing is not a big deal in us.

And it never bother me. According to me fights make our relations strong and pure.

Maybe at that time I was in 7 or 8 standard.

My father was at home that day. As usual me and my brother starts arguing as a girl I though of seeking help from my father.

I was my first time doing that as I have seen in movies that fathers often support their daughters I. Sibling fight.

But the thing he said me cry till now.

I said to my father.

Me: papa brother is fighting with me please scold him.

I looked towards him as he was working at that time but I did not remember what particular he was doing????

Father: STOP fighting with her.

He said to my brother.

Father: She is all ready living in a stranger's house.

He said while referring me.

That made me freeze. 

It is a well know old thinking that the house of parents is not their daughter.  I mean they consider the in house of their daughter's in laws as her house.

But at present time saying to your daughter that the home where she is living is not her own was stranger.

More specific to saying that to a young girl who was fully depending on her parents.

I was so much hurt at that time.

I was looking at my father for seconds and then leave from there.

I don't knew how I stopped my tears at that time.

How I didn't started crying there.

Maybe at that time I was strong but not now.

Now even after hearing a single shouting from my family can make me cry.

Maybe for many people it's not a big issue but for me I was.
For me my world is my family. And hearing this thing from them make me insane.

I lost my home that day but still staying at that house.

That it is guys.

Thanks for listening to me.