The most annoying parents!

Parents; people who brought you here, in this world. Atleast some of you find them as the most annoying person.

Have you ever thought of what are they expecting from you? Nothing but your love and attention.

Working hard for hours and being tired physically, they yearn for some mental relaxation. Not from any one else, but from you. You are the one who they love more than themselves. You are the one who they wish to be happy than they are. So, its none but you who has the 'power' to let their mind relax and refresh.

But how? Whenever you are about to speak with them, they are angry and adamant. Aren't they? Yep, but there is a solution. Just go and give them a tight hug. Give them a sweet kiss. Smile at them wholeheartedly. And say, 'I love you and I'm always there for you'. Spend a little time with them. Use it to talk. If you have nothing to say, atleast listen to them. And thats it. This is all enough for them. You may find this a bit dramatic. But trust me, this works for sure. All they need is your love, attention and a few moments with you.

Also if possible watch a movie with your family. Maybe in the weekends. And let me give you a movie suggestion. You may watch a recent malayalam film '#Home'. Its such a and good movie to watch with family. Or you can even choose any other good movies of your choice.

Give it a try and make them feel happy for you and for themselves.

Wishing you all to have a good day.

Thanking You :)

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