At my age, they were happily married and working at different enterprises. Dad was working as a driver and mum was managing a small grocery in our local area. We were not rich but lacked nothing. They were strict parents and quarried once in a while.If quarried, they dis-communicated each other but never separated, each day i caught them exchanging loving glances, and even wondered whether they were pretending to quarrel before us . They were buying us clothes and comfortably paying our school fees. We did not have most of what we wanted but did not lack most of things we needed.
My mum taught how to pray, my dad used to buy news paper and he has read it, i took it and read it cover to cover. That is where i learnt to communicate in English. My Dad used to listen to football commentators in a small radio receiver and i sat next to him following with uttermost concentration. Am a good commentator even today, and i love football.
Now they are aging gracefully but when am at their age, i have not started parenting.