The Secret Life of My Father

Love and Sex

The Secret Life of My Father

Illustration: Akshita Monga

T

he realisation that my parents still had sex came to me at the tender age of 13.

Now, as everyone would agree, the idea of your parents having sex is right up there with the idea of someone taking a hot poker and gently piercing it into the soft tissue of your brain. Many would choose the poker, but life seldom cares what you choose, which is why this realisation dawns on the truly unlucky ones after walking in on their parents. The luckier ones get away with less nightmarish scenarios like finding condoms in the parental drawer or hearing the click of the lock of the parental bedroom door. It came to me in the form of explicit content on the parental computer.

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