My body quivered when I entered that cafe. It was a while since I last visited that place. Apparently, the place didn’t transform much with customers relishing the food, waiters gossiping other than serving, lovers exploring a new world in each other eyes, and family(long pause). I don’t think I can do this.
(The man wipes out his tears with the tissue laying bare on the edge of the table and rushes out of the cafe)
He feared going back into that cafe where his wife and child were murdered brutally. He somehow believed that to let go, he had to face the reality of happenings. So mustering up all his courage he went and failed. Failed to accept the truth.
You want to forget bad past but you can’t. It creeps up in your head, into your soul. Takes a portion of exuberant you and makes rest of your life even difficult to spend. They say “Cherish the moment with your loved one’s while you can, you never know when that can crumble.” They are right.
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