It was 4:00 in the morning. There was darkness all around me. I was walking through the darkness. I was unable to see anything. I did not even know whether my eyes were open or closed. I was walking through the darkness in search of light. I wanted to find some light so that I could recognize myself. But the darkness was so thick that I could not see anything. I was walking through the darkness. After some time, I stumbled and fell down. I tried to stand up but I fell down again. I was stretching my hands forward in search of light so that I could find something that would give me light. I somehow stood up and tried to walk. I walked for a while when I fell into a deep pit. I was shouting loudly that someone should save me from here and take me out of this pit. But I could not hear my own voice. While I was shouting loudly, my ears could not hear my words. While I was trying to shout loudly, I started feeling suffocated. I started feeling restless. I started trying to come out of the pit but the more I tried, the deeper I went in. I was searching for light so that I could know what was happening to me but it was so dark that I couldn't see anything. The more I tried to come up, the deeper I went in. There was no sound, no movement, only darkness and that too so dense that I couldn't even see my hands. I felt as if my life had stopped. I had reached another world. A world where there were no words, no sound, where there was only peace. A peace that shook the mind. My restlessness increased so much that I felt that my body was about to perish. Then I opened my eyes and my body was drenched in sweat. For some time, I felt as if I was still in that dark pit. But when I saw the moonlight from the window and I realized that I was in my room, I looked around me, turned on my mobile phone and its light. It was 4:00 in the morning. I got up and turned on the room light. My whole body was drenched in sweat. I had never had a dream like this before. This was a part of my restlessness because what a man thinks is what he sees in his dream. I opened the door, went out and stood in the open air for some time and then started sleeping. I was standing outside for about half an hour, alone. The sound of dogs barking was coming from outside the street. All the other words were silent, no sound was coming from anywhere. I sat at the door and again started getting lost in my thoughts. Again the same questions were coming in front of me but my hunger did not let those questions move forward. I was feeling very hungry. I went to the kitchen and ate the rice cooked last night and again slept.When I got a call from my mother at 8:00 in the morning, my eyes opened. My mother asked me if everything was fine, I replied yes, everything is fine. I have woken up and am getting ready to go to the office. But the reality was that I had no work or office, but I was consoling myself by lying. There was one very good thing in my life that my mother would always call me and ask that son, everything is fine, how are you? And when these words would fall in my ears, I would feel as if I am sitting somewhere in heaven. I cannot get such joy by listening to any other words. I cannot get such joy by listening to any other language. My mother's words take me to heaven. It feels as if I am in a world where there is only joy. Today I have nothing, neither do I have money to eat, nor do I have any respect, nor do I have any existence, and I do not see any possibility of a bright future. Even then, when I talk to my mother, I feel as if I am the richest person in this world. I always lie to my mind because I have no ability to tell her the truth. I don't have the courage. This is my biggest weakness that I never tell the truth and I never face the truth. Perhaps the biggest reason for my condition today is that I am unable to face the truth. Perhaps I feel that my mother knows about my lies, that my son lies to me, yet she is convinced that he must be telling the truth and perhaps this is the biggest reason why my father does not like me. I am the only son of my father, yet he does not like me because I lie. What should I do? He brought me up in such a way that I can never speak the truth. I have always lied and perhaps a time will come when I will speak the truth and that day, apart from my parents, the whole world will believe me and obey me. I know that such a day will definitely come in my life but I don't know when. After some time, I got a call from my wife. She asked, have you left for office? I said, I have left for office, I am on my way. My wife said, I am coming back this evening. Hearing this, I was a bit disappointed, but in the happiness of my daughter's arrival, I did not disappoint her. I forgot my mother. Perhaps the most beautiful moment of my life must have been when I came in my mother's lap for the first time. I don't remember that moment but it must have been the most beautiful moment of my life when my mother picked me up with her hands. But the most beautiful moment of my life is when my daughter called me papa for the first time and even today when I go home, she comes running to me and I forget everything, my sorrow, my pain, all the troubles, tiredness and pick her up in my lap. Perhaps this must be the reason that I have kept my life together till today. I live only and only for my daughter. It was 10:00 pm, I got ready and went out so that my neighbors would think that I am going to work. After going out, I went and sat at a nearby tea stall and started looking at my mobile. At 1:00 pm, I again left for home. After reaching home, I cooked food, ate it and slept. At 4:00 pm, I got a call from my wife that she has left from her parents' house and would reach by 6:00 pm and I should go to the bus stop to pick her up. I again got up, got ready and went to the shop to smoke a cigarette. I did not have money in my pocket. I borrowed cigarettes from the shopkeeper and sat there for some time. At 5:30 pm, I left for the bus stop. At 6:00 pm the car came and I brought my wife and daughter home on my bike.