had given her love and shelter from all the storms. Now, a big storm was raging again. And this time, she was the cause of it all. On no account could she allow this haven of love and unconditional compassion to become affected by the cruel ravages of society and time. So, she had to go. Someday, when the storm had died down she would be back again to claim her haven of love again. Until then, goodbye! Here's a #collab prompt for #YoStoWriMo. Tell the imagined story of a woman named Usha who leaves her home late at night. What is she escaping from? Where's she headed to? Who will she meet? Or is she leaving alone? #shortstory #departurestory #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba #yqbaba #yostowrimo #shortstory