(2015) A.T (Howrah) PP/PI [illegible] I can't believe it's so easy to get away with this kind of thing. It feels like I'm being watched, but maybe that's just my paranoia talking. Still, there are moments when things seem too convenient for comfort. It's strange how quickly situations escalate once they start moving in a certain direction. One moment everything seems fine, then suddenly everyone is on edge and nothing makes sense anymore. The tension builds up until you're almost ready to snap at anyone who crosses your path. I remember one particular evening when I was sitting alone in the living room after dinner. There was something about the way the light filtered through the curtains that made me feel exposed, as if someone could see right into my thoughts from across the street. Maybe it wasn't just me imagining things; perhaps everyone else felt the same way. The air grew heavy with unspoken words and hidden meanings. Every glance became loaded with significance, every silence filled with potential conflict. We were all waiting for something to happen, hoping against hope that nothing would ever change again.