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I was sitting on the window with the deep thought which was haunting me from last Sunday. And my thought process stopped with Questions. Are you okay? Do you want to talk? I know the owner of the voice. At that time, I was not so sure about letting out things, so I only nodded and shifted a little and gave him a clue that he can sit beside me but as usual, he stood there for a few seconds and then left. It did not disappoint me anymore, I got back to my thoughts with a lot of Doubts,