I remember, when i was little, it was my birthday and i was only seven years old. Mother bought me a beautiful doll from singapur, but i am sad because father is not there, dad is going to india. Daddy had said something to her before she left, but i did not know what she said. I miss my father, i have been waiting for him for days.
it was raining and my father had not come home yet. I promise myself, if in a month my father has not come home I will call him. If today I can call my father, tomorrow I will be playing with him. I should have met my father, if I knew my father's phone number. And I will be living with my father for seven years.
Now I'm twenty and I'll be twenty-one years old next month. Towards next month I will live without my father. And I thought that by the end of that month I would have finished living with my mother. Exactly the date of the next two months I will have lived for the twenty-one year's sufficient age that ends my life.
