~Guilt is the very nerve of sorrow~

22nd December, 2013, it is a bitter night, the streetlights are dim. I cross the threshold of a park in New York (known for parties and sleepless nights). I walk towards the swings, not a soul is present. I can feel my heart pounding inside my ribs apprehensively. I sit on the swing. I start … Continue reading ~Guilt is the very nerve of sorrow~