" I was young and could spot my dad from the center of bar where he sat with one other guy and a bunch of ladies who were either drinking, smoking or doing both. My father as I knew was not one to shy away from the center stage of an event. He was an attraction stealer who wanted all he could get out of life. My mom had somewhat expected him to be stuck in the corner of the semi dark room. Alas she had been with him for a dozen years but didn't know him better than me who had known him for just four years. Just a minute Feyin, what do you hope to get out of all these gist of mine. It's alright if you don't cherish sleep so well, but I do and would like to have some sleep." I said and kept mum. I was gunning to see her reaction to what I had been saying. It was a bid to know if my narrative had a gripping effect on her or it was just a tiring charade.