Hey readers, So the fool sat down on the side of a busy road, waiting for a bus to show-up, wondered long and hard at the events of his life as it sprang ahead, as fleetingly as the cars went by. Order, the word order has been something that has dictated all his life, cant remember his life without the order of school introduced in his life. He couldnt conjure up the memories that he might have had as a child but, later when he switched to primary school he was subjected to this routine of getting up by 6:15am and leaving by 7 for school, coming back by 2:00pm and running off to tuition by 3:30pm and so on. the order kept changing though during the course of his lifetimes. it was like he was running a relay race with baton of time at hand. Each relay he completed, he emerged better than the last one, with that order setting-in in his lifestyle. Part One, the fool got up early, so his brother can have the convenience of a longer sleep (honestly It escapes me that what th