TO BE OR NOT TO BE...
“I climbed the stairs to the terrace absent mindedly. As I pushed the door open, I felt a huge gush of wind brush my face, entangling my already messy hair. I took tiny steps as I headed for the edge of the terrace. The clouds appeared gloomy to me for some unknown reason, and I found myself staring at the nothingness, with a hope that the clouds would share their tears with me. The setting sun, hidden behind the clouds, for some yet another unknown reason, appeared to me as my setting life, whose many chapters were hidden within myself, unknown to the world and some even unknown to me. My feet touched a dead end and I stopped walking, I stared at my feet brushing the white walls, and suddenly I felt a need to run, with absolutely no idea where I was headed to, I just felt like running, fast and to some place far away. I felt some tingling effect in my feet, stomping my feet twice on the ground, I realised how drained out I was. And now just the idea of running appeared to be ...