Rainy...

Jolted out of bed. Its pouring heavily outside. I guess my time has come.

2 choices - run and hide, or face it boldly and overcome the hurdle with courage.

Slumped in the tiny corner of my cosy room, here I am, watching raindrops pelt on my window pane relentlessly. My mind, whitewashed - a total contrast to the dark rainy night I am staring into. I am wishing so much for someone to tell me what to do. Right or wrong, isn't my connundrum anymore. Its become the choosing of paths that matters, and whatever bumps that lies ahead in whichever choice I decide upon.

Whichever is more scabrous, we don't know. But we can be definite that life is never a bed of roses and it is how we go about these hard stuff in life.

Ok,my decision is settled upon.


;i think its time i left God another text message.