I met a girl on a fateful evening;
She was nothing but a freshness of air;
And I fall for her the very next moment;
There was an untold communication between us;
And thus our friendship began…;
Every time I meet her; I search for the best pickup line;
People ask me why you love her some much;
Perhaps they don’t understand;
Because of all the reasons they hate her;
I love her of the same reason;
I love her for her intimate eyes behind her spectacles;
Which always spoke more than her words;
For her tomboyish attitude, when she is furious in anger;
For her sweet feminist, when she is emotional;
I love her for everything she got;
For she is a girl I can share my dreams with;
She is a girl with whom I cannot lie;
For she understands my every word;
For she understands that it is the flaws that makes life spicy;
I don’t fear to lose her; for I know she would come back;
I don’t know how or why I am so smitten by her;
For she is mischievous, frisky yet quiet and lovable.
Sometimes she shouts at me for my foolish acts;
Sometimes she smiles foe the same;
Sometimes I want to kiss her;
Under the lamp-post when its raining hard;
For that’s my definition of love;
In short she is sweet and beautiful;
Though her dressing sense is terrible;
But I am ok with it; cause that’s the best part of her;
Perhaps that’s the reason people hate her;
For, the same reason I love her……
