Simmi and I were so happy as we welcomed our baby into the world of humans. Simmi assumed the role of the father while I took the role of the mother. Immediately we got the fish, we knew this assignment wasn't going to be easy. we had been told specific type of water the fish would survive on, the amount of food we were supposed to give it, and quite frankly, we forgot exactly how the process went. the only thing we were sure of was the type of water it survived on. the day we got our fish, we decided to name him Boris, cuz we liked it and besides it's Russian. Simmi took the fish home that day and gave it back the next because her house was undergoing re-modifications. i then had custody of the fish. people gave me attention on the road, all because i was holding a fish. it was so fun having strangers talk to me and complement me as i walked home, but c'mon people its a fish!! Boris died on the 10th of April 2012. his cause of death was due to overfeeding, which was my fault. people blamed me for his death, and i thought to myself, "how can anything die from overfeeding?? that's just sad." he was buried behind my house, and he surely would be missed. R.I.P Boris Kaur. regardless, the Kaur family legacy still lives on. Osaro+Simmi.............:D