Like Heraclitus put it, “Change is the only constant thing in this world”. Really, who even likes change unless it is leading to something better. Even then, a certain depressive episode follows when you are going away from a certain place or thing. A nostalgic wave of memories and ache crosses right across your body.
“My greatest loss, huh?”, she asked the interviewer. Her eyes were gleamy. One could not tell if she was in pain or deep regret. She seemed to walk down an unperturbed memory lane. She sat there. Lips sealed, for like a minute. “Ma’am? Your greatest loss? Do you recall any?”, the interviewer distracted her. She
A strained relationship is about to carry so many emotions together within it. The day was warm but she was particularly edgy. She had picked up the phone a few minutes ago yet the blood in her vessels rushed with the highest speed. Her serenity seemed lost in the woods of anxiety. She was in