Let me take you to our school days. It was sweet and I even think of my crush, we both were at our grade II.  I was an attention seeker.  Bluntly, to get attention from all others, I even told “My mom is no more and I am half-orphan”

Today, when I celebrate my 40th birthday, I can feel the absence of innocence (I am matured).  Some say, men are naughty at 40s, but I was different.  I became more calm and quiet. I don’t have anger. I always wore a smile.  I realized, we are just a spec on the cosmos.

But still I recall those school days: – when someone abused me “Son of a Bitch”, and I really felt that my mother was bitch.