I looked at my sister sleeping in her bed in between her heavy books with worried creases on her forehead. She had asked me to wake her up early in the morning. I had overslept. I can only compensate by making her a coffee. The milk and coffee expenses had hit the roof ever since …
And whatever may be the answer is – You are right! There were times, that I felt uncomfortable of being myself inside and out. I’ve been asked why am I so not comfortable with me. There was this person, who was like my conscience, to whom I can be the actual me. And after writing …
