I am an expatriate living in deserts for my bread and butter. I am a contractor, add adjective short to it for a big giant oil company. I wish I was a star, but I don’t have much light of my own. In candlelight I seem dim, ugly and like an ominous omen. But I believe that in a closed dark room where you have no access to the outside light. Then there are chances that the light inside will illuminate. The darker outside, could be brighter inside. So please know it I am always optimistic. I also believe that when you are enslaved in a dark dungeon and you wait to see for the real world, the world that is so real is also waiting for you eagerly. Other than that you need not to believe me but I request you to pay attention to whatever I believe in.