I asked, “What do you see at night?” She stared past me, murmuring something. She could see something behind me. I turned back to see what she was trying to say. All I could see was a closed old steel almirah. Sadly, the world never lets an insane...

I asked, “What do you see at night?” She stared past me, murmuring something. She could see something behind me. I turned back to see what she was trying to say. All I could see was a closed old steel almirah. Sadly, the world never lets an insane become sane again. “Once an insane, forever insane.” This is the prejudiced mentality of the world, which never lets these people move on in their lives. This Story tells that insane are saner than sane. That is how this script got its title, Asylum of Sane. The story in Asylum of Sane is weaved around the inmates of a mental health hospital in the city of Lucknow. Write says that this is an imperfect script with countless flaws of language, structure, and flow. The readers may get confused about events, time frames and message or purpose. The story line may look like falling apart. However, that is how it is, imperfect like the human psyche.