Cold and Shivering atmosphere,
Sleepless nights with heavy eyes;
With a rivulet of thoughts
Running through the brain.
Remembrance of self stupidity
Haunting like hell ,
Instigating the guilt and making me a mess;
An Urge to forget & to move on
Is becoming a moto
No matter what change it brings in me;
But to keep going,
Because I have never learnt to lose any situation.
But still one question remains,
Was it so necessary to happen?
Is this the thing god planned to improve my personality?
If that's so then fine.
But still,
Will my faith on karma remain a myth?
Or
Will karma show it's game against them who wronged?
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