It is very hard for me to explain that dark period of my life. After I came out of the party, I ran. I ran a lot; I don't know how many kilometers I had covered, or who was crying, me or my heart.Then I found myself on a bridge on that terrible night, and as I looked around, it was dark, calm, and silent. Hence I started crying again. I couldn't control the tears which were rolling down my cheeks. Even my heart was drenched in the storm. Why am I...