Views:784 | By: Isaac ... he lived the dream all through,though confused with life, atleast he had that one dream that persisted in his mind, for who knows the destiny of a man other than the supreme being himself.
Not that he was born with all this confusion but this misfortune hit his life at 12 yrs when he lost the only support in his life, for pain is like poison that devours the soul making it wither, he had to cry, painful tears for three consecutive days of disbelief that his mother could leave him all alone in the hands of merciless villagers..
After 7 days of mourning,the real life hit him ruthlessly.... that's a story of another day.

Yesterday is not today and today is not tomorrow for each day rises fresh from the hands of God coming with it whatever it may bring.His life took another course when he took a step of courage, to leave , to leave and try another life with people who never knew his story, and there he was in the air, not that he got wings to fly but destiny had it all..
When he landed in Italy for his priestly ordination, at the airport, he reflected back on his sorrowful life, tears of pain and happiness rolled down his cheeks...and all was to remain a history...