My journey

 My escapades journey from the East has been full of long rivers,high scales and mountains and like lion,l still make strides.l have optimism that some day,my achievements will bear fruits.It is an uphill task and l always pray for strength.Never to surrender is my mortal until the battle is over.Every day springs a new fold in the story yet l still am very determined. Oh the smell of freedom,it feels good.

The injury on my head.

From the outskirts to the snowy landscape is a distance and a group of people with a language l don't farthorm.So as l rest there,l further plan to study a holiday  and a change of clothes.As l cross,l am vulnerable.l don't have a penny.l beg and a brilliant boy from home throws a heavy stone on my head thus l bleed profusely.