Tonight it begins. The night is so young but the routine is too old to make any difference. After a long long time, the flame has brought me back to scribble. The same flame that was supposed to give light at the end of the tunnel has eventually burnt the palaces out of existence. With nowhere to go, not knowing where to start or what to write, this space seems to be strange and weird. Alright, where or what do I start with?...
Always cute nuvvu...
I Love You, Shalini... \(^_^)/ Heart-shaped Rose... For you Shalu Shalu... Yay! Woohoo!...
"...Pretending to be so strong, knowing everything around is so wrong; Oh Love! What is taking you so long?!..."
The more I resist to kneel, the higher my soul soars...
-rPhoenix