STORY OF MY LIFE

At St.Lukes hospital born as the first male of the family.Child to Teresa and Ben,happy were they as  the child breathed out life from his lungs from the humid air of the room.Was named Naman to honour granpas wishes as he would carry out the name for generations to come.Days passed months crossed and years came to pass by now as Naman was at the age of seven.Introverted the boy never took keen interest from people but learnt a few from the close people he could pull out.Intelligent as he was ,he understood how to handle situations.A charm he was as he was so polite to people.His name was clean but he had moments of his own to do crazy stuff.Teresa was a nurse at the same hospital he gave birth to Naman while Ben the  dad was persuing Medicine abroad amd could rarely find him at home only for a day or two and would go back to work and school at the same time.Life was not all that enjoyable since dad was not there to give his other side of parental care and love.By the time Naman was eight tables turned and chaos in his life started.Ben and Teresa were no longer one,this caused frustrations in within the child but he knew nothing of what happened.a few days later was confusion since Naman had to leave his mom to live with dad because of the mutual agreement the made.Depression struck at a very tender age since mom was the only person he was used to unlike Dad.Life with dad started slow as the moved to a new house with only plastic chairs and a small television at the corner.All times at night Naman would cry and cry hiding himself and his feelings that he had lost his mom who now lived miles away from them.Hiding all the pain from dad he only wanted it to be his secret,he never liked sharing his problems to anyone due to his introverted life.school  hard to concentrate to.Dad usually left change for lunch since it was them two living under two bedroomed house.The fatherly bond between the two was wanting since dad was alittle bit of introverted too,never took time to talk to Naman but everything was provided except parental love from dad since he was on and off from work.life was hard and unbearable since Naman had to hide from dad most of the time because of not finding comfort with him.Years later mom got re-married and bore  two children of her own again.Occaasionaly Naman would go to visit them for a while and back.At the fifth grade Namn was transfered to rural life back with his uncle.Dad agreed to this since he wanted space from the world and pressure.He wouldnt let an eye see his grief because his days without mom was hell.Back with his uncle Naman had an age mate his cousin Ed who was more than a bully.life with Ed was the hardest thing since he used to beat up Naman whenever he dint wash his uniform for him and various house chores was a bore to him.Kind hearted  Naman would do everything out of his heart since he was brought upright with good morals learnt from mom.One day Ed stole huge amounts of money from his moms drawer to go buy little foodstuff he used to eat on his own.Days of reckoning got up to him and was found by his father red handed stealing money which was left there intentionally to catch the allegadly thief.Naman couldnt wait to finish school and go back to their place back,the only thing kept him going was hope and his kind heart towards anything and everything that he did.