Adulthood was tough. I was standing on my own strength but I still�needed affiliation and love. I urged for intimacy and solidarity. I have feelings to share being oneself. I was lost and found myself in another. At times, I was isolated. Lonely. I craved for someone and longed for someone to need me. I went out searching till I found one.

Moreover, the world needed me, too. It badly cried for help. I invented solutions to its numerous problems. In my own little ways, I succeeded. Many times, however, I failed. As in the past, failure did not budge me to give up. Hope was always there. Chance proved useful. Luck was insisting.

I saw a lot of the world. My new world was full of people from all walks of life, places of different features and events of various fascinations. From people, I learned similarities and differences, convictions and dubieties. From places, my perception was widened. I even questioned why they kept changing. From events, I discovered fraternization and contention, freedom and bondage, and meaning and paradox.