The artificer at architectural grille knows the grandness of beau ideal. A very good and close friend of my mother work there and he was the one who manage it and what is much impressive is that the friend of my mother became the manager just because of hard work and it is the reason why the friend of my mother became one of my idolized person and in fact I as well considered him as an icon like a superstar. I cannot imagine having a person who seems to be a father to me that is almost perfect in the eyes of billions of people but of course except in the eyes of the Almighty. The friend of my mother is popular not just in the country but as well in the other res publicas because of his delighting nationality and because of his honorable heart. I myself can say that he is almost arrant or maybe can really be studied as stark because he has everything and everything. But there is something that was so shocking to know about him and it was all about him being my real father and I really never think about it not once nor thrice and I really cannot believe the mere fact that the perfect icon I have considered for my whole life was a big asshole for he had abandoned me for over a long years not thinking that the thing he is doing can really affect me and my future and knowing the fact makes me hate him so much. I truly do hate him for not narrating me the realism and for stimulating me like a fool. Guessing the instance time and again caused me like the devil and it appears that I am already dropping off my sane. I really just cannot accept the nightmare.