The Street of Closures
Every evening, Sameera always took the long route home — avoiding a particular street entirely.
A friendship that broke without explanation.
A competition she lost unfairly.
A goodbye she never got to say.
She wasn’t consciously afraid of it.
She would simply turn the opposite way… as if something held her back.
One day, her little niece who visited during holidays tugged her hand and said,
“Aunty, let’s go this way! It’s shorter!”
Sameera hesitated.
Her heart felt tight.
Her mind quickly responded,
“No… it’s crowded… let’s take the other way.”
Her niece looked confused — it was just a normal street. Was it?
That night, Sameera sat quietly and thought:
Why did I avoid that road for years?
Why does it still feel heavy inside me?
Then she realized —
It wasn’t the place she was avoiding.
It was the version of herself who once got hurt there.
A version who still waited for an apology, an answer, a closure that never came.
She softly whispered to herself:
“That chapter is over. The moment itself was a closure… I just never accepted it.”
The next day, she walked that street — slowly, with her heart beating fast…
But this time, she did not avoid.
She passed through.
The street was the same.
But she was not.
Dear Readers,
We all have “streets” like this in life:
A person who left without saying why.
A mistake we never forgave ourselves for.
An opportunity lost.
A moment we still replay.
Words we wish we said.
Truth we never heard
The appreciation we never received.
We physically grow…Life moves ahead…Schedules change…
Years pass…
But emotionally?
We often remain stuck in an unfinished moment.
And from that stuck part of us, we:
Trust less
Fear loss and change
Hesitate to try again
Keep explaining ourselves
Avoid certain people or places or situations
Because that unhealed version of us is still waiting —
For closure.
For validation.
For justice.
For “Sorry.”
For “You did your best.”
For the truth.
For the ending we think.
The Truth is
Not every life moment will give closure.
Not every wound gets a proper goodbye.
Not every story has a neat ending.
But time already closed those doors.
We just… kept them open in our minds.
Sometimes, closure is not given.
Sometimes, closure is chosen.
Closure happens the day you stop waiting for what never came.
Gentle reminder
You don’t have to forget the past.
You just need to stop living from it.
Walk that street again.
Not because the past changed —
But because you did.
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