"Akbar how many times have i told you that you cant. You just cant"
"Whatever" he snapped back.
This was the conversation of the twelve year old Akbar and his mother. Akbar had only seen his mother suffer, he was unaware of the time that his mother did on the other hand have a life and of thr time when they were a happy couple.
Akbar's dad, was ten years older than hid mother and they got married 2 years before he was born. Akbar had in the course of time started to hatd his dad. It is something impossible to imagine that A twelve year old can think so deep, but Akbar was the only child and his early life had shaped him into a twelve year old man instead.
