THE ME The soul of a body lump having both fire and  ice; consisting of think tank and a heart pump along with a great melody voice. came into this amazing world from the womb of a god; that cares me very much more than her own body core. given knowledge and discipline by her at every point along with my cute brother; i think i have forgotten about my angel that makes my story more interesting to tell. grown like a seed to a small crop from a little crop to a young tree; not yet fruits got ripen still dependent on honey bee. working on my soul to build fame on a mission in a very dangerous game; drilling every day to find jewel to contribute to my mother something little. my nation is my very first proud i will tell  this every being very loud; i wish i could be useful to my nation till the very end of my life with devotion.