In your darkest hour, the fear haunts you, that feeling which feels like you are at the end of your life. You feel all choked up and that one-minute feels like one hour. And in that one hour, you could actually feel the way things are slowly dissolving within you. You feel the heat vapours… Read more

“Do you ever feel like a plastic bag, drifting through the wind, wanting to start again?  Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin, like a house of cards, one blow from caving in?  Do you ever feel already buried deep, six feet under scream, but no one seems to hear a thing?” I want… Read more