I could figure out my dad had a bad day by his temper. I also deciphered that I was handsome due to his genes. I kept staring at him until he got my head and called me"dude".
His Temperment graph is a sharp one, he recovers quickly. He became lively and started lecturing about life.
He considered me as a lucky guy to have lost my memories. I spent that night listening to the stories, most of which I knew, but seemed a different version. The stories were polished with moral values as time passed.
As Mr.Rishi joined us, all of sudden, dad's tone saddened and his face became pale. Mr Rishi knew what was it about. As they continued speaking I realised that they were speaking about mom,Dad then told me his girlfriend (my mom) rejected the chocolate.
I busted out, I couldn't control my laughter. I realised that it was a bad timing, but luckily Mr.Rishi also laughed along and saved me. Calling it a day, we were off to bed.
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An Eidetic Memory
Short StoryA teenager after an accident travels back in time and gets to see his parents love story
