One fateful day Osborn Nkosi was sitting next to a big tree at the orphanage thinking about how his life sucks . He did not hear Mrs Jones the nice lady at the orphanage calling his name because once he sat next to that tree he could talk about anything to his conscience and have all the questions he had about who his parents were and what they looked like and what they did for a living .
But the haunting question that always came to him was why his parents would abandon a 5 year old intelligent and humble boy like him. He had no insecurities an abandoned child would have ,he knew that one would die to have a child like him.

Mrs Jones came to sit next to him ,interrupting him when he was about to curse his parents in his thoughts .” Now Oz I have wonderful news for you. A nice, rich family needs a son and they thought you will make a perfect son when they looked at your photo.” said Mrs Jones .
While Mrs Jones was going on and on about behaving and blah blah blah ,he was busy thinking why would people adopt a 17 year old boy like him. What was shocking is that their surname was also Nkosi, lame he thought to himself.

After packing the 5 trousers,5 t-shirts, 2 socks and under wear, one jacket and toiletries he went to meet the parents. Shockingly enough with the little he had ,Osborn was a freaking clean teenager at the orphanage. Girls would be drooling over him but his head was always stuck to a book. So he went to meet the Nkosis. A part of him was excited but because he had an inquisitive nature he had other thoughts about this family.