First day at school, first sight of the English teacher,
and next day you are the love preacher.
Next you fall in love with the first girl you talk,
and start learning from childhood how to stalk
you notice her every move, her every chat,
who she talks with , with whom she sat.
you add her on gtalk,yahoo and facebook,
even take the same tuitions as she took.
Slowly and surely you become friends,
but you are just one in a list of thousands.
Then you move to college which your hopes high,
you see competition is tougher.Sigh!!
You send a SOS friends, to find Miss right,
You need the hard disk night after night ;)
You ask your friends to propose from your side,
one of them is daring, other finds laith machine to hide.
With all courage in the world you go and propose,
in front of hundreds with a bunch of rose.
She says nothing, but her brother gets mad,
you get a tight slap, tighest have ever had.
You go and propose your childhood friend,
little sceptic as your friendship too can end.
You have a breakup and someone new comes into your Kholi,
her lips remind you of Angelina Jolie ;)
You are happy that IIT is tough,
as if you havent had religious names enough ;)
he is CK, not the Calvin Cleen,
with only girls was this guy seen.
he like matchsticks, nothing to do with smoke,
play it slow man, you have a bike not a ferrari 8 stroke :)
he likes every girl in the MMM group,
it wasnt a city but a whole drama troup.
he liked one, with the donald duck walk,
took 3 years to do the first talk :)
PS - 1. Not everything written is intended for everyone. So if you dont unerstand something, its not your fault.
2. Some people might find it familiar, its not unintentional ;).
3. I know i spelled Klien wrongly. That was just to rhyme ;).
4. Feel free to post any queries :)
