WW II ended decades ago, the echo of horror still lingers about. The heartbreaking suffering and loss that a child of war has to bear is beyond comprehension. So many years have passed, life has taken a different dimension, many new experiences have been added to my track, kaleidoscope of happiness and sadness has created a “quilt” that is my camouflage, I am holding on to it with all my might not to show my real pain and sorrow. Life cannot…..