My Life - My Mother, the morning after-coming to terms with..

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I woke up don't know why, long before it was light but remained in the bed thinking about the tumultuous events of last night. I was not able to hold on to a line of thought; I was going through a mental chaos. Guilt was overpowering yet I couldn't deny that pleasure too was something t I never felt before. I confessed to myself that it was me who forced her on a path of debauchery; I made her commit a sin unthinkable in the society, she had no part in the act.

I dosed off trying to...