I am very much alone, but I have a dream. A bright dream, to escape from my poverty, to prove that I am worthy of something, to hold my head upright, to make a smile in my parent’s lips…
And look, I am a lone wolf... A lonely warrior, without an army, without ammunition except my insatiable urge for a better life… Please pray for me, and I have only the god with me..
I neither have the money to pay for a meditation course nor to buy many books. I just close my eyes, sometimes teardrops would trickle down my cheeks, but I would try to be firm, with an image of the almighty blessing me…
Pray for me..I am going to give the biggest exam in my life….. And I must have to win…