When I think about my past, my goods days are logged off from my life's account , about the age of 7 or may be 8. What the worst days are those when I think .

It was time before the holi festival , when my father lost his job and everything goes wrong. The baddest thing was that he lied us. But one day my mother able to find it and they were fighting for hours and no one try to understand anyone. By and By things are passed and they starting to talk to each other