“Unattainable, Sushila would always be more bewitching and beautiful than if she were mine.”
~ Time Stops at Shamli,
by Ruskin Bond
And, why, though? Why? I couldn’t think of anything more repulsive or demeaning. Sometimes, people fail to realize that walls are built for a reason. Distance is kept for a reason. Bridges are burnt for a reason. And, that reason is not so that you can keep chasing. Not so that you keep trying to discover. Not so that you keep trying to unravel that mystery. No. Just, no.
What’s your take?