"Sana, I am too tired to revert to these nonsensical questions?", he replied "But what have I done? Is it so important to talk to someone else while I am here, close to you? Where did I lack? Tell me! All I want is your attention and love" "And this is the reason, I can't handle you." My world of fairy tales cannot have such a disastrous ending! Why Dont You talk to me like before? Years passed by but still the emptiness remains. The idea of being rock solid is just like a coconut. Hardened and strong from outside, the inside is pure and white. Experiences are very tough to be defined. And if you are once hit by the worst, the healing process is never easy. Death is irreversable. Hearing imaginative wispers shunned me from within. Taking sole responsiblity at an early age was never easy. The one with statements of heroism now is a nelipot.