News were considered normal in whatever state one is in. Regardless of the type of news, it had always been associated with our emotions. The mood associated with a person depends on the type of news such person got. And because of that, I hated to hear news. Especially early in the morning. I did not care either or not it was good news, I just hated it. Right on February morning, I received the most troubling news of my life.
"I am pregnant!" With shocking eyes, I stared at her as she said so. Why would she be pregnant?
"What!" It was really a troubling news. Of all people, why would she be pregnant? It was something I could not comprehend. But what would I have done? Would I have warned her ahead not to get pregnant? Of all circumstances I could think of, I never thought of such. Her
