A gift From a friend

Here's something different that i wanna share. The title being ironic for the day because what i got today was in no way a gift.

But anyways getting back where i was. There is loads of stuff on this blog that has been a Broth of my own Brain but this post, this poem is FOR me. Atleast when it started it was. Though the "poet", after editing it and making it a hell lot more awesome still claims it is, i find it hard to believe. It started as nonsense as usual but you would be surprised what "my" company and 4 continuous hours of MBBS lectures can bring out in somebody.

(And hulloo "one track mind"ers its NOT by my boy friend..!!)

with lots and lots of thanks here is a post publically showing my appreciation

The Girl Sitting Beside Me

Like a flower blooming in every season

She rejoices, the scent of air is enough a reason

Like the forever lush green grass, she never withers

Along with her even through the narrowest path, happiness slithers

Being filled with light, no scars shall sear

She dances with delight at the tunes only she can hear

Her own distinct nest of joy and bliss she weaves

Oh can’t you see her trying to catch the flying golden leaves!

Without wings, she is flying, wavering among the happy clouds

Lightening up every moment she lives

Falling freely in an abyss of contentment

She is thoughtless about past and future-

The girl sitting beside me…

Extraordinarily weaved into words by
Sankalp Katara

AND
proudly presented,