The Loss Story in Caption. The Loss It was like the whole world crashing around me. Here I was Jubilantly scampering home one moment and the other moment I was devastated. What days were those when nary a worry was there. And on top of it it was a high that I was the cynosure of all eyes. The class teacher who was a strict lady doted on me and used to give me special attention. It was class 2nd and I was only 8 years of age. The school was close to my home and I used to walk down to school, those were good times you
