If all people threw their problems in a basket, we would realize how lucky we are. "She whipped me so badly that I had welts on my back and the welts could bleed and so then I got another whipping for getting blood on my clothes! We were so poor that often many times I could wear clothes made up of potato sacks" - Oprah Winfrey's childhood experience. One of my friends invited me for a burial of his father, it was a painful moment for him but , speaking the truth, neither did I get hurt nor sympathetic but instead wished if it was me! I just imagined how lucky he was that his father died when he had even completed university studies. If God gave me that chance! I imagined that even if my father resurrects today , I can't recognize his face! I was too young to remember him. What is the lesson in this? Don't judge anyone in this world unless you know their lives. Some of us battles stress, frustrations,anxiety and depression every day. We search for happiness in all corners and try to enjoy every moment whenever we get the chance not because we are really happy but simply to control the past from screwing up our present and future. Ignorantly you judge us thinking that we are showing off. The happiest people ,most of the times, are the most wounded but trying to be courageous.
I was born in 1998 and I lost my father in 2000. I have seven biological brothers and two biological sisters, and am the second last born in the family. By the time my father died, the first born son was studying mechanical engineering and the second eldest brother was in senior six, and that was their end. Everything turned upside down. The next chapter of life was characterized by poverty, tears, grief, sorrow, and misery. One of my brothers attempted to make a suicide; He hang himself on a tree but unfortunately my mother saw him and made a very loud cry to him, in panic the rope slipped from the tree and he felt down, making the suicide unsuccessful. The first born ran mad. I remember him trying to eat a dog alive! In that tearful moments, there are two prayers ( we are Catholics) that created a rock foundation on which the family is built on up to today. One was prayed by my mother and the second one prayed by my second eldest brother. My mother's prayer " Dear Mother Ma...
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