I create like an artist, build like an engineer, understand like a scientist, keep up like a sportsman, walk like everyone else, values like I always have.
Dude, I am so glad 2016 has come to its end and I could say bye bye 2016, I would never see it again.
Upon remembering my dad’s first anniversary, I have such mixed feelings which I have never had felt before. But, I…
I always wanted to help.
I don’t have the guts. I am afraid of dying.
What can I do?