My Melee

All happy families resemble each other, each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.

–Leo Tolstoy Anna Karinna

My favourite kinds of family gatherings are family gatherings,

To quote Richard Bach “The bond that links your true family is not one of blood, but of respect and joy in each other’s life. Rarely do members of one family grow up under the same roof.”

The family I grew up in was one large one… as a kid I thought it was the home of all social evil, like charitable institution for comfortable women, who would metamorphize into hollering harridans. An anchorage of house-fathers who were ill-informed individuals by the above mentioned harridans and a hell for children.

In retrospect those are what make our get together great today. I really enjoy it when we cousins get together; I still get to be the baby. We shout, some of us have become comfortable women residing in charitable institutions that we call home. Some of us have become anchoraged in these institutions but we can still raise hell, till the neighbours call in the disaster management team.

In truth a family is what we make of it, strengthened not by the head count at the dinner table but by the rituals they create, the memories shared commitment of time, caring and love we show to one another and by the hopes for the future we have as individuals and as individuals.

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