The Window When we’re ten or twelve years old, it feels as if this — this is the whole world. The walls of our home, the narrow lanes nearby, the shop at the corner, the familiar faces, family, relatives, and schoolyard friends — we believe they’ll stay forever. We believe we will too. Then a day arrives — school ends, college begins, and some friends are left behind. That’s when we learn: not everyone walks beside us for long. Yet home… the streets… the shops… those familiar faces — they’re still there, aren’t they? Our heart insists, these things never change. But then, another day comes — the day we leave it all behind. The home, the lanes, the faces once our world, all left miles and memories away. And from the window of a room in a distant city, we sit and think — how far that little child has come. We find a new city, a new house, new streets, new shops, but those faces — they’re nowhere to be found. And the ones we left behind are no longer...
After so many years of talking about love,we lack here and there. So here you are! Let's try to fix it with the tool kit of Psychology,science and spirituality to figure out the cause and solution. We are in this together!