Mama, hid me behind the drum of water in the kitchen as the gunshots and yellings began. It was the virgin hours of the morning probably not up to 3am. She went into the bedroom, and I could hear her mutter

My name is Bushan... Once upon a time, I ran away from home. Papa had become too restrictive. I wanted to explore the world away from home. I needed to see what was out there. One of those days of adventure

Hello Steemites! It's quite an honour to be part of this great platform, I am most grateful to have the opportunity to identify with men and women of great potentials, not just in writing but by imparting.