Silence : Chapter 4- Death Is Mere Fiction
For every pain there is a relief, there is an end to it and there is a cure
After days and nights of struggle, mourning and depression I decide to go out of my house. A walk might just bring me back to life I guessed. It’s still dark; sun is sleeping somewhere, hiding behind the clouds waiting to show some light. I close the door and climb up the stairs to get out of the apartment. As I step out the main door I realize that I haven’t locked my apartment. I run back inside and lock the door, days like this I miss my roommate because if he is there I never have to lock my door.
The first step out on the road makes me feel like I am alive, but at the same time it realizes me that my body has grown weak in last couple of days…
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Akhand Singh 