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Unseen Cost of Causing Hurt A handful of nights ago, the whisper of my faded past held me numb. In the wintry silence at midnight — my mind lost to the sleepless night as this painful echo carried me back to the final year of my college, when I was not a victim but a cause of someone else’s pain — I blew the cold air of sorrow on their soul. The pain of guilt breathes different air than heartbreak or failure. It ignites with the noise of your crumbling self-defence, leaving y

Silent Echoes of Personal Pain I was so close to it. I could still feel the weight of the crown on my head—the dream I had wrestled for years, the career I toiled for, the partner who felt like my shadow, and the marriage I devoted my days and nights to sustain. I was so close. I upheld the reflections of the flame that I loved to carry in my thoughts, the endeavor, and the spark of it that used to show its presence in my eyes. But I also remember the struggles I gave up for.