I am not hungry today. Time has passed and I always feel exhausted. Death is a journey of no return and I have been traveling on this plane for an hour without any feeling.
I feel dead inside. My heart is agitated and it bursts like a balloon.
I should go to new places, go out but I don't want to and I can't even see the sunlight ...
I have dark glasses to cover dark circles and tears and thank God if I'm alive.
I know that I would like to die to go to Sajira but at the same time I know that she would not want to hear me speak like this.
The plane will land in an hour and a half. Hands tremble, I don't want to see known faces again.
I wouldn't want to see anything but I can't avoid everything around me so I will have to make myself strong and think carefully about what I do.
Sajira's sister did not want to receive or hear me and this made me very sorry but I can't help it if people avoid others for no reason.
Not even death brings people to have mercy.
Sajira, forgive her.
I love you.