Trust, it’s such a small and insignificant word but it’s a word which has the power to take away your night’s sleep and your day’s relaxation, the word which has the power to give you those sitting alone smiles, those sudden realisations of protection; a whole world in itself. She pondered as her hands brushed against the loads of envelopes lying next to her. The events of last year played in front of her eyes.
Mere mahiya sanam jaanam
ki main kareyaan nami daanam
shab guzri te jag soya
ni main jageya nami daanam.
(O my only beloved,
What I am doing I don’t know.
The night has passed and the world slept,
but I don’t know why I am awake.)
This whole world is full of recklessness and wretchedness, a spectacle of a crippled existence finding it’s way through days with hollowness in its eyes, without trust and love. She had spent her life saving everybody from such a life, from such an existence and here she was. Trapped. Shivering in the cold. Darkness empowering her life. She had tears stuck in her eyes but she couldn’t cry. The lump in the throat just wouldn’t go. You know what went wrong?
She just couldn’t save herself and in that process of losing herself, losing her smiles, losing her contentment, her joy, her friends she had lost that one thing nobody would ever want to lose.
She had lost trust. A mere five lettered word but whose absence had caused her world to fall apart faster than ever. She had lost trust in everything. In people. In love. In places. In relations and above all in herself.
What had she become?
Emotions Overflowing 
Love! I love how it makes you think at the end, “What had she become.” Brilliant.
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