"BEST PHASE OF LIFE", my father added, in the talk going on student life.... After a long time, my family was together, yeah on the dinning table. It was the place where we exchange our ideas in family, and everyone present there will behave as if the one who knows the all. This time the topic was student life. It pulled them down, down to where they knew no laws, when their shoulders were light as feathers, with which they could possibly fly. But my father, he won't even try to do that, he was too lazy, on top of that he was 'healthy'. //full piece in caption// "BEST PHASE OF LIFE", my father added, in the talk going on student life.... After a long time, my family was together, yeah on the dinning table. It was the place where we exchange our ideas in family, and everyone present there will behave as if the one who knows the all. This time the topic was student life. It pulled them down, down to where they knew no laws, when their shoulders were light as feathers, with which they could possibly fly. But my father, he won't even try to do that, he was too lazy, on top of that he was 'healthy'. They all slipped back to childhood and I to sorrows. On 'remembering' my 'present days', I always felt lost, alone and insecure. They all teased me, for me I was human, a human with a bit of variation, a human who is rare and unique. I don't know who gave them the right to do that. They all had fun, at the cost of my tears. I was discriminated, not by one or two, by all, by teachers, by friends, by relatives, by society, by the whole world, and they all laughed, at the cost of my tears. They all made me feel that my existence was a mistake, mistake by God, who needs to be deleted. Certainly school life may be the best part of your life, but not mine. And the reason is... is those who pretend to be cool by suppressing the poor.