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Date 12/04/2025
There was once a man in our town who walked only in circles.
Every morning, without fail, he’d leave his house, take three right turns and end up back at his doorstep. Then he’d do it again.
Children called him mad. Adults called him lonely.
But one day, I stopped him. “Why don’t you walk straight?” I asked.
He smiled, eyes crinkling with something older than sadness.
“Straight roads take you away from home,” he said. “Circles keep you near what you’re still trying to understand.”
It took me years to realize—
He wasn’t mad.
He was grieving.
And sometimes grief doesn’t move forward.
It loops.
Over and over.
RAJAT CHANDRA SARMAH
GUWAHATI, ASSAM, INDIA
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