Sometimes, an ache and despondency crawl beneath the skin. However, the author tries to flaunt their best crescent. For, that’s life, with all its sweet, tangy, bitter, not-so-good, and delicious flavours. Isn’t it?
The author talks about a feeling of longing, nostalgia and homesickness. An irremediable ache for the bygone, or, an yearning for a place or people, a feeling of something amiss that is unfathomable.