Last family dinner

Mood of the author was disturbed by irrational people who are close to him and he decided to share the sad #truthtory from real people lives. This story will be cooked in tale-like form and I ask you to forgive in advance.

Once, not far, far away from green and safe fields where roots of democracy live a typical civil war was started. However, this war was related to interests of different clans from different parties and even nations. This war split of people of the country as and people of involved nations completely.

However, this story is not about the war in the country. This story is not about how the enemies burned down a family home.

This story is about instant war and catastrophe on the family level.

This story is about power of words and their killer’s efficiency for minds, hearts and lives.

Take your handkerchiefs and imagine an ordinary family of middle-class that living next to you: a man, a woman and an adult son. They are survived during three previous global and local economy crisis and were submerged into the war and decided to stay at epicenter. Such decision is absolutely normal for people who can’t left their place and who are waiting for miracles in humans’ worlds.

Mother and father had jobs, but son was somewhat undecided despite his age and education, but this state is normal for the world and the era in which this young man lived. It was a time of changes where all holy places were occupied and future was not bright due global ecology, economy and social crises. It was time of misconceptions, misinformation, mismanagement, manipulations. It was time for downshifting and broken comfort zones of billions of peoples.

During a dinner the father, tired after work, once again stepped on his son's ego, reproaching him for his inability to find his place in life, to do business or find a normal job. An angry son exploded and a family scandal ensued, instead of a quiet family dinner the family members stand on a dead-end road.

Next morning son do his last mistake and choose a soldier’s fortune (the author suspects that the correct spelling of the word soldier used to be like this SOILder).

He was trained during short period of time and send to a battle field. Since any war is a cunning and unprincipled game with people's lives to achieve a temporary or permanent effect. Any soldier’s live was not taken into account by kings and queens of the deadly game. Our hero missing for a month. His phone was switched off.

Parents tried unsuccessfully to find some information about the son. Drink a lot of alcohol and wait for news. The commanders did not provide any information.

One day, the mother received a call and she heard the bad news that their son had been killed and that she could take his body if she could.

Parents arranged the car and embarked on a long and arduous journey through the hot, but such a native place. They buried the son and continued to mourn him without forgetting about their guilt.

Some weeks later the father have gone during the long and routine car trip to his work via hot places. The wife has started to look for him and have no any information during a month. Many people tried to help, but to no avail.

Month later she got information that shot and burnt car was found on the other side of the war conflict. The fate of the man is not clear, but since he was beside himself after the death of the son, he most likely attacked the guards of the checkpoint and was shot and thrown out.

Morale of this tale is complex and author will not guide the reader through the moral.

Dear readers can do their own conclusions.

Please, if you are angry, remember a middle-aged woman who sits alone in her empty apartment at her next dinner,

and her last family dinner is still standing in front of her eyes.