I’m not sure why people keep on going inside this tunnel of uncertainties not even bothering to carry a torch. Or just a petite candle, sticking its ass on a stainless, unused-for-ages, little cup. People keep on entering this hole of misfortunes and deceitful passageways despite the warning signs allocated for them. Signs that could’ve helped them move farther away from sorrow and pain. Signs that were intentionally unseen by these ignorant people. Ignorant people – unfortunately, like me. Once you get to escape this tunnel, you will never look at it the way you did before. Maybe you thought to yourself that you should’ve brought that battery-powered flashlight your cousin gave you or maybe followed your super-ego when he was asking you to back-off. Maybe you gave in to what you felt was right, faster than raindrops racing to touch the leaf of that apple tree in your backyard. You shouldn’t have. How naïve of you to think that tunnel was safe...