50 Shades of Mathree
I’m sitted at the back seat, as usual, in this mathree. By the music that its playing, one can definitely take a wild guess where it is heading. The driver decides to tune up the volume. I guess it’s his favourite song that has just started playing. My eyes can’t be jailed in one direction of vision, so they choose to jump from one site to another. The first thing I notice is the stubborn kid who keeps on crying every now and then. The mother looks tired of its behaviours. Was I this stubborn? Did I keep on crying every now and then when nothing went my way? Or something I wanted wasn’t delivered to me? Then again, you are not the right person to ask these questions. The mother keeps on shouting at it everytime. By the way it looks, and its behaviours, it wouldn’t be a surprise if one of the famous loud politician is a relative to it. The cries keep on getting louder by the minute. Come to think about it, maybe this is another reason why the driver tuned up the volume. The ...