Strange world When I have a roof over my head, enough food to feed my family, enough knowledge to intrigue the children about the world, I find myself puzzled about the human society. The greed for power, fame, and the material things is foreign to me, which I have my childhood to thank for. Once I got the exposure, I find myself unable learn its language for it does not speak to my soul. And so, more and more, I wander, I got lost, I lost, and I keep on wandering, in this strange world.