There he was (Preface)

My dear friend Hadi Butt is writing a novel about a chef boy whose dream is to become an astronaut..
Here is a little preface or writing from his novel....
I hope you will appreciate this

There he was, lying in the cradle, crying like hell. He was special, his eyes had those sparkle that no one could resist the charm. One thing his father was amazed about was the color of his eyes. They were green, and neither of the parent had green eyes. It went well, he decided not to worry and bring him up well. He surely was a fast learner, different from other children, analyzing things and moments. His name was Holmer.

As He was a quick learner and he topped his middle school .Today he was very happy he got the result and made his parents proud. He was promote
d to High school. He went to see soccer match that day. He was a big fan of Georgia united FC. Georgia united gave a tough time but they lost. Holmer sure was sad, he didn’t even eat something in the night, whenever he got sad he used to go a sit on the rooftop, a dangerous place to lie down.  He lied down watching the stars, there shoot off a satellite, travelling at miles per hour that surely was a splendid scene to him. That day was a special day. On that day he decided that he would become an astronaut. His life would be a waste if he didn’t go to space.

Well if you ask me it surely was a hard or I would say blur thing to think about, being an astronaut is not an easy job, they are the Chosen ones and by chosen ones I mean special ones. Moreover, the astronaut applications those days were only accepted from States and Soviet Union. He lived on a hill station far away from city. The hill station he lived in was named Treckwood.

But there was an astonishing turn in his life ,His dream went off as early as it came ,His parents died ,He had no way to live through .he also had no skill to get use of so his relatives decided to make him learn cooking .His uncle decided this. His profession was turning out to be a cook at an ordinary restaurant and live an ordinary life .Holmer always carried a notebook of his father with him, his father had a famous saying on it that summarizes as always give attention to things even if they are small, they must have a meaningful for you. Holmer was quite worried and hopeless.

He got one day off from the cooking school and went to the park where he sat on a bench feeding the pigeons. He saw something was written on the bench, it was a quote a quote by Einstein ”whatever you are be good at it” and then nothing came up in his mind but his father’s saying that try to find a meaning in it and he did and meaning was very small indeed one word . “LIVE”. He decided to live and try and not lose hope and there he was trying to find his way in this another totally Alien profession to him. Holmer life took a new turn from here .His story filled with a new meaning from here , filled with spices, sausages, vegetables, fruits and every dream he had of.