"I love you but I could not show you" Jun gradually opened his eyes and found he again could not remember who he was calling. Was it is something like a dream or was it there was someone whom he loved. He did not know. Suddenly he felt pain in his head because of the drinks he had taken last night.
He sat up on the bed and brought his knees closer to him. Resting his head over his knees, he closed his eyes again. "Who is the woman whom I was talking? When was I talking to her and why was I crying?" there were no answers to his questions.
Every morning was same for him. Waking up with a same dream. He got down from the bed, wore his slippers and walked of the room. As he descended the stairs, and went to the washroom.
It was Sunday, a free day for him where he could rest as much as he wanted. After freshening up and taking a bath, Jun came upstairs and laid down on the bed. He was gazing at the ceiling when something came in his mind.
