This one's for Gayatri - to the good times and bad.
Through the crystal ball
I pen you down
In black and white
To reverse that frown.
Starting with a glimpse
Of an ever changing past
Here are stories of our life
That has gone by fast.
This is the time
When we first met,
Agitated and agonised
Your patience was at test.
You warned me
'Its too hard', you said
I smiled
And knew I'd made a friend.
And there is the day
When we wore hats proud
"Class of 2004", it said
Bold and loud.
From teen-nights to townhalls
From day one to the next
A journey long, yet short
We walked similar footsteps.
Change of scenes, from a nook
Peeps an image of you
This story describes
The person in view.
Excited, cheerful, strong
In all situations fair
Ever proud and smiling
Of her long shiny hair.
Suddenly a period painful
Shows up its ugly head
But we struggle
And put it back to bed.
Tears and apologies
Were not all that low
It was a trying time
But it made us grow!
It ends with a picture
Of us smiling wide
Through the ups and downs
We stand side by side.
There is a noise
In the background gray
But we rise above it
And know its all ok.
As the images closed
And we turned into a dot
Popped up a flashing question
With an intriguing thought.
'Erase unwanted stories?'it asked
I jumped, could I do so?
But I smiled at the devil
And clicked on 'No'.
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