Today here I share with you
A story of our ‘Friends of two’
I kept ‘Golu’ as her name.
She’s my best friend that’s what I claim.
She’s the one whom I used to hate.
Don’t know how but she became my best mate.
We’re filled with so much emotion.
That sometime I feel, we drank the ‘cry’ named potion.
After finishing one plate of ‘fuchka’ when she asks me “Should I take one more?”
For her broad, sweet smile I just cannot ignore.
After school on our way to home we used to walk under the sunrays.
I didn’t want the roads to end fast because I still had more to say.
She’s a bad apple when she says about someone she couldn’t forgive.
Yet at the end no one but her, will add a verdict to reason the mischief.
Each and everytime when I fail to make a joke.
She consoles with sympathy as her ‘patience’ never broke.
I’m her little tiny dove
Who’ll always fill her with love.
And whenever I ask her help,
She keeps me above.
So I really want to tell her ” Don’t you dare to leave me ever.
Yes, I’m one of yours and you’re one of my ‘FOREVER’!”