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“Every bad situation will have something positive… Even a dead clock shows the correct time twice a day…”

[*****]

Shishir sitting on the chair facing the large window. A sheet of paper was clipped between his index finger and thumb. It was vibrating with the slow wind that was blowing.

He was lost somewhere not probably in the city he was staring at but on his own reveries. His heart was not at ease. It was racing like a horse in a race.

Ojaswi… his love of life came to his life like a wind and left immediately like Strom. This had somersaulted his life entirely. And still, he was not able to reallocate himself and breathe.

The knock on the door didn’t bring him back to his sens