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Checked into Great Dragon hotel in Beijing. Stood dazedly looking upon the immaculate room - perfect white sheets, flat-screen tv, fluffy pillows. Head hurting from flu, irritating coughs, exhausted from flights, complicated work, uncooperative colleagues. In that cumulative minute, tears uncontrollably welled. Blinking, I finally gave in and laid to rest my headstrong nature that always kept all these depressing moments strictly in check; and emptied all the loneliness, helplessness. Only for one minute, the allowance was only for one minute.

There are always days like these. Days that tell you to delight and laugh at smallest details, keep your eyes peeled for perfection in an ordinary day, listen to people beside you like it is your last time with them.