"Solitude could've healed me! But the village I reached was full of crows and parrots. Even the evening zephyr couldn't calm my deprived heart.. I approached a lady clad in an old red saree and asked for weed. An Opia!... I couldn't stare in those eyes any longer. She was lonelier than me! She was wounded more severely than me!! I sighed. 'Solace!' Solitude could've healed her too...."