The Life of Pi and my stories..

The first tears appeared when the young boy was shouting in joy experiencing a terrible thunderstorm..I was feeling like shouting in joy by myself..the joy in danger, walks along with the journey.. The apparently unknown boy lost everything at the Pacific ocean.. And it was a beginning of the unknown world.When groups a fishes attacked him,my eyes saw the shadow of a door which she tried to open in order to find an escape route at the midnight city. When the son of the same master, a man eater roared in full energy, my ears heard a deafening sound, with thousand flashes.. The red carpet movie theater had some exit doors..but can the doors take me there, where I want to go? where i need to go.. I want to shout..yes, I want to cry..because I want my life back..once more, I want to live..