I don’t feel like completing it..

There’s a story half-written, and I don’t feel like completing it. You may ask why, but there’s a kind of completion in leaving things as they are. So many stories have their bittersweet endings. They come in all forms and shapes: some comedies, some tragedies, some heroic, some devotional, and some defying the norms of regular storytelling.

So, when they ask me, “What happened to the protagonist?” after reading one of my stories, I respond with a question: “What makes you think that I know the answer?” They then respond with another question: “But wasn’t he so close to uncovering the truth?”

I generally get agitated at this point and reply, “There were no truths in the story of Arsh to begin with.”

Arsh is a character in a story I wrote, known in his town for his deduction skills. One day, he got involved in a completely bizarre case. Many people went missing in his town after discovering a map that led to a temple in a nearby village. There was nothing suspicious about the temple, only the fact that the village headman