“Finally”,sighing in relief,she got off the work. Work isn’t it? A job of an actor ,what we play everyday ? Putting on the mask to face the entire world,where truth hides in shadow and evil looms in every corner, wouldn’t it be a lie to say everybody is victim of Corrupted mind? Survival is a game and humans are the players,dancing on the strings of destiny ,fed by the pity of fate?

Everyday is like a challenge, a Rollercoaster with ups and downs of laughter ,tears, horror etc. Is it really the way of life? To be hidden in depth where no one can find you?

Thinking so she stepped on the accelerator drove off her car leaving behind the scattered dust of emptiness in search of solitude.