I come across this site of a friend, As usual it is still him, the way he wrote his stories, his struggle against the world, his undying passion of letting his self being excluded in the world where he is. Well he is indeed a good writer and literary person but he uses his talent in a peculiar way. He uses it as a vehicle for his sentiments about how he’s raised w/o his parents. Definitely it’s hard to accept that, and live with that, but you don’t just live your life in the shadow of your past. You have to look on the other side of life, the brighter side. Instead of clouding your eyes with tears, clear it and look on the another blessings to come.