Harry lived alone, without a family; he was a orphan, when he was little, he lost his parents due to a car accident . His one and only uncle, took him in; treated him like his own son. After some years, Harry was able to move to a big city, and was able to attend a prestigious University, mainly due to his uncle who supported him financially.
However, soon everything was about to change, One day he received a phone call from his uncle's friend, who delivered him the sad news of his uncle's death. As soon the phone call ended his mobile sillped from his hands, and fell down he could not believe it; he didnot wanted to believe it. This unexpected news was too hard for him to bear, as the only family which he had left him, so does all his financial support.
His uncle was not able to leave any will behind; it was only natural for the greedy landlords to steal his uncle's property, thus Harry was forced to drop out from his university, as he had no financial support. He gave up on everything : studies, dreams, lifegoals, and even seeking justice. He became a spider who would spend all his day in his cobweb(his apartment) until he was also kicked out from there.
One day he was sitting on a bench; under a shade of a tree, looking towards the river in front of him, he was still wearing his uniform; covered in dirt . He did not even notice an oldman, who approached him, and was sitting beside him on the other end of the bench; wearing somewhat respectable clothes.
"What is your name sir? ", the man asked, with a slight hint of curiosity in his eyes. Harry who finally noticed his presence, looked at him, and answered him. "That's quite a unique name sir", the oldman said, and then he stopped as for waiting a reply which he didn't receive, thus he continued, "Sir you must be wondering who is these old fool, who have approached you, but I must say sir I am quite interested in your history I have seen you sitting on these same spot everyday". Harry as for triggered by the word 'history' replied, "My history sir, who told you I have a history, I have no history ".
The oldman simply laughed and said, "This clothes of yours tells a differnet story in their on way, sorry sir if it sounded rude to you".
For days the old man met him at the same spot, and Harry was finally able to openly talk with him, and one day Harry finally told him his story. The oldman replied, "Why don't you go to the district governer office he is rumoured to be quite generous and just", Harry immediately replied, "No sir, how can I; a poor former student go to the governer office".
However, the next day everything changed, when the same old man took him to the governer office in his car. It was then when Harry got to knew that the oldman himself was the district governor. Harry was given a scholarship in his university, and legal actions were taken against the landlords.