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!