After dinner, that night, both of them laugh about it, watch a TV show and go to sleep. Sometimes, my father finds my mother unreasonable and hysteric. Sometimes, my mother finds my father naive and stupid. They always have something to argue about, fight about. I get stuck in between their arguments. Growing up, I used to be frustrated during such times. Later, I started recording all those arguments and fights on my smartphone. Once the fight subdues, and we all go back to the calm, zen state, I play one of the recordings, a recording of some argument dating back a few days to a few weeks. We all laugh together, feel together. I love my wife (from the future) so much already.