There's always a thin line that can be crossed from good to evil, the right to wrong. our concept revolves around the cling one has to the dead, the death of a loved one. It might be by preserving their favourite book, or their office blazer, payal or not being able to sit on their desiginated chair. You try eveyrthing you can to cling on to the past, trying to believe they are still with you. But can this turn into an unhealthy obsession?