Bliss.

Bliss.

Wednesday, November 30, 2016

Just Go To Hell Dil

Little one, stay away from the flames 
Said the older, wiser soul. 
The warmth that you seek shall only burn
He warned the curious child.
The blazing glow that she seeked, 
Left her singed and scorched in a pile of ash.
Perhaps there is a pleasure in this pain
She wondered, as the fire consumed her.  
It was only after the sting of burning embers
Scalded her untouched soul, 
Did she seek solace in a place within. 

Academics is progressing at snail's pace with lots more to do on the agenda.
Happened to watch Dear Zindagi yesterday. I didn't think I'd do it either. 
Interesting.
Tats.