Alas!!!

The dog-earred wishes now rest in peace between pages 

That might never again meet a finger 

They sigh in the silence of words 

Just to hope a redemption of all that made tears and smiles

Life's got too many cross roads

There's this constant rush to make choices or grab the best possible opportunity.And i find myself neck deep in this notorious game of multiple choices.Is it always about this way or that? I think no.Perhaps even more deeprooted is the thought now when i gotto take a decision whether to keep chasing news or return to books.The world seems to crumble under the 'weighty issues' of finance or career choice and higher qualifcation.When the going gets real tough a prayer just escapes the lips-can at times the way out just rain on me just like the first monsoon showers in a desert?But after hours of a grand fight with self and mind-(god surely has a sense of humour!) I manage to gather myself and dust the incongruity of the situation and limpingly reach for the only walking stick i was given...absolute faith in faith! sure one day i wont be thrown unawares into the warfield of faceless decisons which have the power to seize a life and throw it in the dungeons of mean restricted materalistic foolery...for now just hunting the doorway