Why must we love and forget?

Apurva, weighed down by memories and meaninglessness, seeks solace in a conversation with his professor.

Apurva sat across from his history professor, who was also a ‘part-time psychologist’—whatever that meant. Almost every day, they discussed life and its ridiculousness. Today’s agenda was ‘longing’. Apurva had carried with him a great burden of longing and wanted to spill it all in front of his professor. “I saw your baby picture on Facebook yesterday. You looked like a happy child. What happened, Apurva?” asked the professor. Who starts a conversation like that?