We all feel it in our lives one time or the other, the grief of loss of things we possessed, people close to our heart, et al right from the pen which you loved most to the person whom you think you cannot live without.

When we put down the balance sheet of our life, there is always a deficit created by these losses than gains we get from our monetary wealth.  No money in the world can pay back the value of the pen you lost which was gifted by your best friend.  No emotion can describe the loss of a person who means a world to you.

There are some imminent losses too.  This is the real nightmare.  Neither you can prevent the loss nor you will be able to come to terms with life.  This grief of loss collapses you from within, coping up becomes difficult, and life becomes a burden.

We grow out of losses in life, and catch up, and move up with life, but there are certain losses where we cannot move up with life, but drag on with life, no matter how rosy life has previously been.  They say time heals, even if it does not heal, it is enough it does not trigger more.