“ I CAME , I SAW , I HOPE TO CONQUER “

“ Who comforts me in dire despair?
Who softly grooms my jet black hair?
Who keeps my suits and coats like new?
Who praises everything thing I do?
Who scrubs my back? Who makes my bed?
Who urges me to keep my head?
Who can this paragon of virtue be?
I’ll tell you frankly folks – It’s me. “

Good afternoon Mr. Toastmaster, ladies and gentlemen or rather fellow toastmasters…….allow me to introduce to you my best friend, who laughs when I laugh….cries when I cry and stands by like the Rock of Gibralter when the ground beneath my feet seem to be giving way ……lets leave this person anonymous for a few seconds …….shall we…

20th August, 1985 a day that shall live in infamy as the day when Mr. And Mrs. Abraham John’s second son arrived into this world. The boy, though petit in form seemed to assure everyone of his presence through his “sharps sounds”. No prize for guessing who is this no longer small boy…. this paragon of virtue is ……...