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The closet door opened in the evening and he struggled to open his eyes again. The 6x5 feet closet had been his jail for 2 years now. Solitary confinement was a way of torturing himself for the mistakes he had committed. Abandoned by his people, he had found solace and comfort in the darkness of the closet.
May be, it was an escape from the outside world. He felt he had done something wrong but whenever he ventured out amongst people more guilt was poured into him. He thought of killing himself but it was against his beliefs to run away from problems. But neither did he have any strength left in him to stand up and face the situation he had put himself in and to bear the repercussions of his actions.
May be, it was an escape from the outside world. He felt he had done something wrong but whenever he ventured out amongst people more guilt was poured into him. He thought of killing himself but it was against his beliefs to run away from problems. But neither did he have any strength left in him to stand up and face the situation he had put himself in and to bear the repercussions of his actions.
Gradually he withered away and settled in his small dark world - day in and day out; where he didn't feel lonely as the place was too small. Time passed by quickly as he couldn't see anything and his mind was numb and blank. He ventured out of his confinement sometimes to eat when hungry.
This cloud was about to meet a silver lining. His good friend came to visit him and there was something she said which turned back the tide of his life.
"It's ok to make mistakes." "You don't have to be liked by all."
These lines wouldn't have meant anything to him in a different time and situation. It takes difficult times to truly understand the meaning of simple words.
After that brick by brick he re-built his life from scratch and he left his little dark world. Of course, the silver lining may meet a cloud again. But now, he does know how to get out of it.
