“This place is just glorious,” Elizabeth said, shaking her head as the breeze blew through her hair. “Why doesn’t everyone want to live here? ...he beach is beautiful. The sound of the waves is soothing.”“And my bride is beautiful in the moonlight,” he said as he squeezed her hand. “She’s also beautiful when she’s standing naked in the rain.”“Then I should also be beautiful naked in the moonlight,” she suggested.“Without a doubt,” he laughed. “When we get back to our bungalow, we’ll test out your. .Whether we carry a $300 or $30.00 wallet/handbag ... the amount of money inside is the same;Whether we drink a bottle of $300 or $10 wine ... the hang over is the same;Whether the house we live in is 300 or 3000 sq.ft ... if you live in it on your own ... loneliness is the same.You will realize, as you grow older that true inner happiness does not come from the material things of this world.Whether you fly first or economy class, if the plane goes down ... you go down with it...Therefore, when. I found one old lady who is feeding some babies, I gone to her directly enquiring the way of my class room and got to know that it’s in second floor first room.I was following the path that lady provided, found like it’s one of the most beautiful places on earth with full of greenery and well maintained garden which made me lose all my fear of school going. When I am about to take second floor steps crossing first floor, there I found one beautiful girl wearing white shirt and red, black. With all those marvelous clothes in my closet, I could not stand to put on another pair of shorts and t-shirt. Still, most of my new clothes seemed far too fancy to wear to eat fried chicken in.I chuckled at the image of me, sitting at the table in a formal ball-gown with elbow-length gloves on, daintily holding a drumstick. That was the old me, afraid to wear something nice, something special. Who would be seeing me? Only the people who meant the most to me. Weren't they worth wearing nice.