“Pain and suffering are always inevitable for a large intelligence and a deep heart.
The really great men must, I think, have great sadness on earth."
Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Crime and PunishmentYour pain is yours alone.
Yours alone to understand. Yours alone to come to terms with.
The gears of agony never stop churning; the gap between what you want to be and what you're turning out in stead goes on increasing, unhurried, unruffled, without a care or thought, at its own relentless pace.
Until one fine day it stretches too far. Something snaps.
And you become something else altogether.
Sharmistha Sengupta was beauty in motion. Doe-like eyes, heart-shaped face and open hair falling like a waterfall of black gold over her shoulders. Barely twenty three, the number of men whose hearts she had crushed was roughly the same as her age.
To be continued?