No, I'm not writing an analysis on today's episode. But here, is a poem that I hastly wrote for Kripa.
This one is for you Reeps and other Kripa fans - I present to you her turmoils...
Thunderous winds spread like a flicker of light,
Bolting through my soul
And as the light shines brighter,
It's Angad that holds the light
There is no corner, of the world,
Angad's love cannot fill
And if the world began to break apart,
I see myself in his arm ship
And, yes I plaster this hatred
So, my heart is not charred
With the aches Angad gave me
But, his love still groans from the heart of my sea
He stand like a tree
To become the roof on top of me
A husband I have
Prithvi, but his love does not reach my heart caves
I follow his every command even though my heart raves
Because he is the only friend I have
That has tried to wave
The pain out of me
But, there is one thing I cannot do
The love Prithvi wants to sow
Will not be able to grow
Any sprouts from my heart seeds
Because Angad breathes in my heart weeds
Sorry I cannot plead
Because I think my mind leads
To the denial of Angad's love
Take care!
Love
Soni
