I guess the day you’re able to laugh about something that made you cry for months, heralds your decisive convalescence. Laughter, I believe brings you the ultimate closure. And compared to the time when I couldn’t stop crying, today I just cannot stop laughing.

Time, may not heal all wounds but it certainly gives you the requisite balm.

Suppose it’s just an optimistic point of view, but I believe now, InshaAllah, I am going to be fine