God thought that he could be writing a story
A story of each and everyone
He wrote a note on the back and sent it to his Angles
Everyone was curious about their own stories
Who would get the best one ..
The race started ..never having an end
All were so engrossed in their own race...
They almost forgot what God had to say
When one day the spirit of some man died,
The angles brought him back to God.
They read the note on the back,
"U have to write your own story "
YOU ARE READING
Memories never FADE
PuisiAn attempt to revise memories of our life's journey.. which are preserved in some corner of our mind and which perhaps never get a way to come out..
