The call came in the early hours ‘He died…around 2’O’ clock this morning. We are bringing him home.’ Few people are always young, and always irresponsible. Though their love is pure and boundless, they fail to keep promises, they fail as sons, husbands, and fathers. They, abandon adapting to life, and eventually descend into chaos. That is Raja. His wife regretted marrying him. His daughter barely knew him. And his father hardly spoke to him. By the time he died, the nearest ones were vexed to the point that they felt relieved when he was dead. Was he born incapable? No. In fact, being born in a lower middle-class family, he rose to the heights of extreme wealth and fame. The woman he married was the one he loved the dearest; and for her he was the love of her life. They had a daughter whom they adored. Like a flower in its fullest blossom, everything was perfect…for a while.