Dare I say I miss him? I do. I miss him. I still see him in my dreams. They are nightmares mostly, but nightmares tinged with love. I still cannot understand how he could abandon me so unceremoniously, without any sort of goodbye, without looking back even once. That pain is like an axe that chops at my heart.

His father was posted as a diplomat for the Canadian government at the time of his birth. And for this same reason English gives me a sufficient distance to write. He now lives in Saskatoon Canada.

And for this same reason English gives me a sufficient distance to write. Although his first language is French Yann Martel writes in English: "English is the language in which I best express the subtlety of life. ".