Winding, bumpy,
Treacherous paths to tread
Must go on, walk in sun or rain 
My life.

The map
Drawn in heaven
By unseen hands, takes me
To dark, grim  places , can’t escape
My fate.

I vow
Not to stumble,
But smile and seek purpose
On thorny paths, make this journey

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Shailaja Pai

Shailaja Pai is a stay-at-home mom with a newfound passion for writing. She loves writing fiction on women's issues and social issues. She has authored a few blogs on other platforms and won many of their 100-word story contests.
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