Final Proportions

Hi, My name is Ethan and here I am writing about what happened to me in past three year. It’s been hell of a rollercoaster as there were a bliss of incidents, and from each of which I learnt something that helped me climb to the next phase to get to the top. Well, In order to make you understand about what I’m saying we have to get a glimpse of past, but prior to that let me introduce myself! As I already told you before, my name is Ethan and I’m fourth year student at the faculty of Engineering in Sperbund University. Recalling back, I have a few vivid memories of my childhood but most of them are already faded away. I used to live in New Orleans along with my mother, father and my dog Ziggy. My childhood is the only thing I can boast about because on my 11th birthday, my parents and my ziggy mysteriously died while I was in school. I will explain the whole story when It’s time. My father used to carry 5 years old me on his shoulders while we take a round of fields. He was so passionate about his garden, fields and his daily crossword. I can still fetch a vivid image of him sitting on the couch placed next to our fireplace, sitting on a swing-chair holding a newspaper covering his entire face and him shouting to mom when he is struck on a word in my mind. When I grew upto 8, he brought me a toy, an aeroplane. I used to call that aeroplane as g*n. g*n was a model of a real aeroplane. It was very long and heavy. My dad took a promise from me to take care of that aeroplane forever and he also said that I will need that,, which I could not understand back then but now I do. His garden was one of the thing he put his interest into. It was covered with one type of flower then other. Rays penetrating through canopies of small dandelions was nothing then a scenery. We used to pluck the w**d out of grass, clean the leaves and water the plants on weekends. When I was seven years old, I aimed on making Dad happy and decided to water the plants all by myself while He and my mother went out for the shopping. ‘Seven’ years old me went to the pipe and found out that the tap was too high but I didn’t give in.