An Ode to Ph.D
A long relationship that tests you through and through. A blend of passion, resurrecting a conflicting mind too. Sometimes high, sometimes low, you test my patience when ever you want to. You are my interest, but sustaining this interest is no joke. You are the prime attraction of my life, which makes me run away from 'you' and hide. No matter how much I try, the perfection does not please you. But somehow the small efforts that I take shapes the beautiful you. You are my thoughts, but I've to refer others to understand the complex 'you'. Somehow whatever I do, doesn't seem to satisfy you. You haunt me like a bad dream, but sometimes your thoughts elate me too. As days come nearer I dread leaving you, Afraid of the vacuum which will occur, when I complete you. My love, my fame, my interest, my struggles.... you ought to be brave if you finish your Ph.D completely sane. I have always been sacred of commitments, but the commitment to write you,