In memory of Mrs. Sharada Nayar 041111

A wizened view of life marked with lines ! Laugh lines and frowns shrunken with thought pursed dignity and solemn looks with the journey of life running like rivers on her face ! Love, regret, affection and pride but never hate ! Heart of a lioness and faith in absoluteness! 91 years of age and A beautiful life - left behind. full of everything ... Burning bridges, showering care and freedom ! A full life - a full life - a fulfilled life !!

An eventful 2mg !

Some things are never meant to be re-read ! They are meant to die in the realms of the imagination, creating ripples in one's memories. Like how every action has an equal and opposite reaction, a common fold of that action stems from ... GOD ? or Prior life ? ! Once a grave is dug and a lifeless form disposed..for the sacredness of the space and form, one never re-opens the grave. It is understood that peace shall follow sooner or later! To awaken from what might have been a past is not a joy as of now! It is just a wondering cloud of what could have probably been a lovely lovely journey. Purpose ? Goal ? role ? the road remains unclear ... But that is a journey in itself isn't it ? I am a frog that waits for something to happen!