A Solivagant's Shoes

Chocolate, just saying those words itself brings a bit of a nostalgic joy out of nowhere even in a moment of misery. That’s what it was for me in the past. I still remember my mother telling me that she used to bribe me with a big dairy milk bar to make me go to school without crying. Just now that I think back, it feels like my brother and I lived our childhood relishing different chocolates indiscriminately. But over time, silently, my fondness for chocolate faded away. You should see the face of people when I say no to…