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I KNOW the worn-out phrase “a sense of belonging” is a cliché. But at hindsight, I truly felt I belonged to the secret society and with Regina’s circle. My fondness with her small family and my convergence with a rebellious group probably filled the void that dysfunctional families inadvertently create.

"He who fails at home, fails in life."

Although I peculiarly felt at home in the company of our secret society, I abandoned it later on when I found another home where my better half and I would try to build a world for our children with less juvenile delinquents, soldiers of war, temperamental fathers, emotionally-abused mothers, capitalist exploiters and Maoist rebels as well.