...Somehow the stray cat knows how I was feeling... It approached me passively as I was seated alone in the cold. And it constantly brushed against my leg with that gentleness, looking at me with those huge shiny eyes; as if trying to empathise with me... It somehow read my mind... I'm reaching the edge of my sanity and I am really praying that all will be fine once again... after sometime and for the first time in my life, I wholeheartedly stroked the cat lovingly and telling the cat how appreciative I am for it's company and for being there for me in that brief but extremely painful moment...


I will be waiting for your reply, and I will respect what decision you make... I just want you to be happy with no regrets...