The window of my room turned to the port and I started the morning with a view of the port, which was located in Karachi, Pakistan. I saw many ships coming and going every day.
The port nights were unique because the ships were at the port and their lights flickered from afar. There is also a gas rig, which is very far from the island, but it is very large and had a stunning beauty at night. During the day, the window view of my room had its own beauty; besides ships, there were some little boats in the sea which some of them were recreational and others were fishing boats. the weather was hot and the city was very crowded. I did not go to school. Because I was only six years old. We were a very small family. My sister, my parents, and I had a good life. My father had a fruit shop and he worked there all day of the year.