Rather than trying it to soften, I cannot diverge it from stating what’s been going on in my home state. Most of our writings, not a research topic does stem from deep inside our hearts. On this Father’s Day, it saddened me to state and emphasize my home state torn and gutted by ethnic violence. … Read more
Until a year ago today, there was someone who loved me dearly and was always available for me: I called him Father! He was my birth father. When I’m among men I’d proudly called him “Father”. He taught me the way of life, in that manner, I could best learned from him. His advises are … Read more
My father wrote letters to me; more often than any girl would. It was written with love. Neatly written in his very own hand but with severe curves, which could take time to read. Today, I was submerged in a plethora of emotions, looking back at those good old times. My father would use pages … Read more
