Appropriate or not....you tell me.

Let me start off by saying that poetry is not my strong point...neither the writing of it, nor the remembering of it...and the little that I do remember is what we learnt in school, which feels like eons ago.


However, when Angad was said to be dead there was a thought that kept on running through my mind, I don't know if it's appropriate or not, but it's stayed with me and I thought to share it with you guys, so here goes...


To Kripa, Prithvi and the rest of the gang Angad is officially dead.


But to us Angad is alive and well in Zeb.....so this poem (well, part of a poem) kept running circles through my mind.


"The woods are lonely, dark, and deep,

But I have promises to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep,

And miles to go before I sleep."

by Robert Frost


Appropriate for the situation or not, you tell me.


Luv

Hafsa

wowwwwwwwwww nice poem i liked it 😃 ....................

Wow hafsooooo....

really nice...kaise angad ko maar diya

today seems to be my day for saying "nay" on all posts! while i love the calm certainty of this poem, i just cannot use it to describe that fire-breathing angad that we saw last in jail, swearing a blue streak at kripa! not calm at all! 😕

dontchya think? -esther

👏 👏 heya Hafsu,how r u hney..was missing ur poems nd songs nd here i got a beautiful poem by u 😊 ilubd it nd its appropriate for dis situation 😊 lub u lodz... 😊

hmmmm.... this bit of prose brought a smile to my lips coz its so appropriate for Zeb's predicament .... he REALLY does have a long way to go ... in terms of settling scores that is - the problem with that is that the sexy sonofagun doesnt even know who/what he is up against! 😛

All his energies seem to be focused on his lady love ........ yaar uss ko kya marey gaaa??? Woh tou khud aadhi mari hui hai - 😆 😆 😆 after the delicious round of peek-a-boo he pulled on her !!!

But, like QK noted earlier today .... the Novelty of this Cat & Mouse game has now worn off... I've watched it for now... ummm let me c --- ok 4 days .... and that too in bits and pieces ....

CONFESSION COMING UP: Angad in bits in pieces is never good or satisfying enough 😳 for that matter) so I think that the story shd now move on .... preferably towards a sizzling-tequila-oriented mindblowing fill head-on b/w the two protagonists.... And Kripa Baby u better have ur boxing gloves on!!! 😳

nice poem but not fitting the zeb's situation but appreciable 👏

Originally posted by: estee

today seems to be my day for saying "nay" on all posts! while i love the calm certainty of this poem, i just cannot use it to describe that fire-breathing angad that we saw last in jail, swearing a blue streak at kripa! not calm at all! 😕

dontchya think? -esther

Appreciate the comment Esther.

However, I'm not talking about the appropriateness of this in regards to the fire-breathing Angad that we saw in jail....I'm trying to relate it to the calm, focused Zeb, who knows what he needs to do, and how to do it.

For all intent and purpose, that Fire-breathing Angad is officially dead.

hafsooo............... 👏 👏
i think the whole bit is so appropriate...
lonely,dark n deep is where zeb is at{his heart}
and the miles he's gotta go before he can sleep{get bac to life} r dealing with all those who betrayed him and destroyed all he was....
i mean ,man.... the guy was a huge star ,he was pretty happy and content ,....it was krips who on her entry pushed his life outta orbit...and then she left him to rot in jail... so in his dark lonely despairing heart he is the rightoues avenger......
watch out krips..u the bullseye...he's the arrow.....
if that makes any sense.. 😈

hey Hafsa...how are u

i loved what u quoted...

its all so true for Zeb...he indeed has some promises to keep and all the promises he must have made to himself while he struggled in the lonely dark and deep cell of the jail...
alas he has found his way and even if it taked him ages and miles to arrive...he will...at any cost ...
mE