Sign Of Days On The Rock: Part 1

I was always kind of adventurous. Sea attracted me, she pulled me. It was from my childhood. As time went on, my interest, my attraction began to center on sea voyages. My father was just a simple man supporting his family with hard income. But he loved me a lot. He always helped me on my target, on my dream. He always tried to fulfil my wants. I understood his affording range, so I never wanted something he can't buy.

I can hardly remember the day, when I wabted my dad to buy a small fishing boat for me on my birthday. I was about to become a boy of 13 years old. I remember the unhappiness on my father's face that day. Because it was too much for him to buy a fishing boat with a very few earnings. I knew, my father had not been able to save few earnings. So I changed subject from the unwelcome wants to a brand new foot ball. He afforded that...

I educated. My father afforded my education spendings. I knew it was very tough for him to afford a science students spending in a well known college. I struggled for my education as my father wanted me to become a engineer.

But, my luck didn't favoured me. I was like a inch away from my degreee when my father died. A mother less 19 year old boy loses everything... educatin, fate, reason to live, shelter. My dream was shettered in pieces. Sudden death of my father shaked me, pierced me. I had to leave my college and get something like a job in order to survive. My relatives were not heree in England. I was of Asian blood.

Fate leaded me to the dream I had in my child hood. I obtained a job of fisherman in a medium sized fishing boat named "CRAB EYE"