Do you know how one feels when the world collapses around? You might make a tall claim that you know it but never the world around you has destroyed in its true sense.

The story of a man could be as miserable as he wanted to portray it but the truth is the listener has to pick the right words. Words which resonates with the action. 

I remember meeting him the very first time. He was all white. Yes, white! Only if I knew at that time how this too much white has unlimited black in it. His measured choices of words, fabricated expressions, sweetest tone.. alas! All such was pleasing to ears but never a heart could read the authenticity. The mind was never there, the heart ruined it completely. 

I wish he could close his eyes and step on the pebbles under which there was running water. Colourful fishes of varied breed danced within it, glancing with their tiny eyes the promises he was making. 

And yes how can one forget the beach-the mighty beast which gobbled all the words which he uttered.. yes,  it knew the reality and mocked at the foolishness and could see the irony of fate! 

The long wait and prayers, the never ending fights, the unsaid future plans, the affectionate gestures, the feelings which remained in heart how could one forget and forgive? And then he will say he knows how it feels when the world collapses!