Life was a ball kaleidoscopic phenomenon, prone to evolving the most drastic change within the shortest time. Life was uncertain; a point where periwinkle sprout from could be the sprouting point of peony in the next phase.
These aphorisms resonated with Jeff, as he sat at the back seat of a cab, thinking of the hole they lived in, with his wife and children and the difficulties in meeting their needs.
Just like yesterday, she had been this rich, spoilt girl, who drove Ferraris and Lamborghinis, wore the most expensive clothes, and ate the best food. Now, he had to struggle hard, to provide food, clothes and general welfare.
But she never showed a scintilla of perturbation. All she wanted was to be with him and the children, to have peace and live in it, to have the chance to take care
