The Opera Of My House

My house is the kingdom of my wife where she is the only ruler she is very tough to others that so she is named Hitler of the Apartment that so I am survived otherwise I am a vagabond like a cloud, floating over the sky from one corner to another. Her two kids are best Sepoy for her on whom she can rely during my exile for 16 yrs. on service away from home But she is very kind too i remember my mom observing her all action how she was kind for others Even the people of apartment feel safe in her presence when i became out of employment she took it easy and said God has given you a sound health the world is wide to do more my twenty seven months passed but now she feels