No Turning Back
Fooled and deceived, hands-on knees with tears dribbling down his cheeks. Thoughts are many but nothing to speak. An imperfect journey under his feet. No maps, no guide, he has to travel to find ‘what’s mine?’ A static life he dreamed to change, arrested him in their dynamic chains. He looks around to find a deserted lane which scares him to travel again. The memories surface when he starts to walk again. He took his step back for a moment and lifted his gaze, To search for the end of the lane, he has decided to take for once again. The fear starts to blur his mind. What if I lose again? He...