TAILIAN'S DIARY :)

The room didn’t say goodbye. It just stood there… quietly watching. The walls that once echoed with laughter now held their breath. The curtains didn’t move. The fan kept spinning, but even that sound felt distant..like it no longer belonged to me. I stood at the door, keys in my hand, staring at a space that was once my world in Bhubaneswar. A place where I wasn’t just studying..I was living. Growing. Becoming someone new. And I wasn’t alone. My sister was there. Not just as family, but as comfort. As home. Late-night talks, shared meals, silent understanding… everything that made a strange city feel like it chose me. And now, she had flown away to a different country, chasing her dreams. And I… I was packing mine into boxes. Packing is a strange kind of pain. You don’t realize how attached you are to things until you have to put them away. Every book I picked up carried a memory. Every corner I cleaned whispered something I wasn’t ready to hear. That small crack near the window? I re...