Family.
A word too often misconstrued.
Symbolism of a relationship not always by blood, nor race, gender, caste, hierarchy and all that crap, but by feelings towards one another..
Family is when you slam the table, let loose a verbal warfare, dig out long-forgotten misgivings, and start cursing, thinking but never truly wishing terrible things upon one another.. and an hour later.. mummy brings in a washed cooling china pear, literally erasing any traces of malevolence in the air..
Wahahahahaha..!
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