Life without a dada

Its very hard to start like this.When i was born the first hand after a doctor took was my dad.When he saw me he smiled and told to my mother she smiles but everyone makes cry when she grows up.He was very happy after that i was the fifth child in family.The first and second one was of my step mother and other two were by my own mom.When i took birth i didn't knew anything what would life would be like.If it was possible then i would never take a birth its just like a living in a unpromised land.