Anbu's POV
I don't know what I'm doing with my life.
Did I really fall for the person who isn't for me?
Gazing out of the window, I left a long breath being tired of thinking the same thing again and again for which I couldn't come up with a solution. seriously, life was good when I used to carry school bags on my shoulders, childhood was better. no worries of the future, no ego, no relationship issues, no self-doubting and everything seemed perfect then. go to school, eat lunch in period, chit-chat with friends and impatiently wait till the period gets over, play-fight with classmates and so on. If anything we worried about at that age was then that was only the marks and what lunch did our mothers packed for us. The day when I completed my school and got rid of that heavy school bag I came to know that i
