Twice...

How does it feel to lose something precious, twice...

Twice the trouble... twice the ache...

Two folds full of memories...so hard to fade...

The questions...the doubts...

You lost once... how could it happen again... you think out loud...

Is there a room for third?

Oh no... never again I swear...

I rather not have it & live only in fear....

What's the best way out?

Anything precious...just move it out...

No fear of losing... there is no doubt...

Snakes & Ladders...

Life surely feels likes a game of Snakes & Ladders right now. The only predicament is that snakes are beginning to get more active than the ladders.

Everytime I see myself coming across a ladder and happily climb it, I end up in front of a snake and there is only looking back from there. Don't know which row of the game board am I currently swinging at.... don't know if I should feel - "Atleast I came this far..." but whatever it is, am not getting the vibe that I have been looking for....

All I see are the snakes waiting at the corners and yet another slide down...