A moment. Yes, that one moment is powerful enough to steer your senses into reality. The bitter and dreaded reality, whichcaves in the passage to your perfect world. The so-called perfectworld where the worst never comes and fears don’t exist.The psychological contentment evaporates under thatunbearable and vulnerable moment. Concepts become vague,confidence shatters, trust betrays, and it’s not so simpleanymore. This moment teaches you, the value of your nearest anddearest assets, which you have been taking for granted for solong. Why is it then, that these moments are abhorred instead ofbeing lauded? It’s the guilt for ignorance to all those, nowpriceless and cherished memories.It’s a moment, when you are stuck in the trenches ofisolation, dug dark and deep by your own mind and emotions. Thefeeling of that moment is so intense, that even the reliable,caring hands of the loved ones are illusioned by insecurity andbetrayal.It’s a moment, after which your favorite color looses itsglow, the moonlight though still the same is filtered away from itscharm. The joyful carefree routines become a burden and theatmosphere is dipped into the dull shades of gray.