So there she is. Again. Standing, ambiguous of herself, in between the two choices. The two polars. The two heavens. Not able to comprehend which way the universe is directing to. She could make an adumbration only to be more confused as a few indications were for the North and a few were for the South. A decision, then, she made to sit there. To stop there. To hold on to the moment. And wait. And count on the universe. Again. 
– Gursimran Kaur