Or did he curse the government? No, that's when he said. Now, should I berate the working of faith which led me to such a deplorable state? No, I lay on the shelf. If I can't remove it, I will try to improve it. And thus years passed. Ebayed the pain. It was like seeking, accepting and leaving within. And one fine day, the grain of sand changed to a beautiful pearl. Thus the pain of the oyster changed to pearl within