Let’s begin at the very beginning. But where do I exactly start, I really don’t know. Perhaps, because this is no story that has a beginning or an end. This is life, a life that was MNR. One might just call it four years, but these were no ordinary years as they had all that takes to transform an individual’s thinking, attitude, outlook and the very purpose of life. However, the real question is, why should you read, or even try to know about this life of mine. Well, my answer’s simple – if I had to confess and let you know about it, then the best way for me was to jot it down, asking you, “Forgive me, if you can, for I have confessed.” While this has not been easy, I can assume you that it would be tougher job for you reading all this, that comes straight from my soul.
(So let’s take off. Remember to fasten your seat belts and get ready for the bumps. Neither any assurance not any insurance provided)