Godfather

Godfather
It was a quiet night. Looking out through the window, you can see the deep blue sky which was decorated by few shining stars. Some insects were yelling around freely, only to distract your attention from thinking about the life. Life is fantastic. Something happens, and you do not know why.
You are now an old man and attempt to relive your past, which is full of contractions, happiness, achievements, and also regrets and sorrow. You spare most of your lifetime to pursue dreams which are supposed to be your future. But it seems that you reap nothing after all.
You were born in a big, powerful, and rich family. Just like your father, you are a nice man from the deep bottom of your heart. When you were a young man, you made up your mind to get away from your family and to be engaged with something else. You refused evil and wanted to be good. Your father was very wise. He understood you and let you to choose your own way of living. You were a good student in the college and had a beautiful girl friend.
Everything seemed to be so perfect at that time when your intended life routine began to change. It should a coincidence. You were forced into your family’s business anyway. You had to support this big family and protect it from being hurt. You’ve run the family system very well but also done something bad to the society. And still you tried your best make the transition of your family business---to be legal, acceptable and respectful, which showed the wise just like your father’s. But you failed. You lost your wife and daughter.
Once a time, you tend to the priest for help and spout out all your regrets for your past life. You cried, which showed your helplessness. The fate was joking about you! Maybe you had known that！