The Only Playlist Isolated from the world, he sat by near window, staring into the void. His heart, a desolate wasteland, had long been stripped of the vibrant emotions that once brought him to life. The gleam in his eyes was but a distant memory. A once dynamic energy, now extinguished, left him barricaded from even his own feelings. He clung to his solitude, his spirit crushed by an overwhelming indifference. Each passing day felt like a shadow of the last, blending into an unending night devoid of stars. tc_ad_client="paagal"; tc_ad_width="490"; tc_ad_height="90"; tc_color_border="#ffffff"; tc_color_title="#AC0101"; tc_color_background="#f8f8f8"; tc_color_text="#000000"; tc_color_url="#7c8e06"; A single tear traced a path down his cheek, unnoticed. It was a tear for what had been lost, for the person he no longer recognized in the mirror. But even in this abyss, there was a faint glimmer of hope, buried deep within the sorrow. Perhaps, one day, he would find the strength to press play on a new chapter of his life. For now, he remained an echo of his former self, lost in the only playlist that mattered.