An old man done with his life, sitting at a sea shore, recalling the days he has lived. Days of happiness, sorrows, troubles and regrets, all were coming to life as the cool breeze gently touched his head. He didn't have a successful life, life that he dreame d of when he was a teen. Complex situations compelled him to relapse, resisted him to live the life he dreamed. Family, friends and enemies left some unwanted situations, on which he worked, against his dreams and aspirations. Tears were rolling down his eyes, of happiness, sorrow or regret? Even the poet couldn't understand it for a while. Sometimes he sobbed, sometimes he yelled, there were even moments when he hurrahed. A cup of tea and a sandwich were his sole companions. By dusk, even they left him in complete desolation. A teenager, not afar, influenced by his isolation, stepped towards him and his seclusion. With utmost concern he asked about the matter, The anguished m