Traveled a hundred miles with cherished smile
It was the 5th of April my dear
It was the 5th of April when they said hi
Dressed in a white T and Blue Jeans,
She strolled in a Red Santro
Ten hours and forty minutes, when she said “finally”
She was down with all cold and all
But still the sun’s rays couldn’t keep her from smile
Arms with bangles of all colors
She shined in that nosy ring.
Coffee day with Assam Tea, she started speaking
But! Her fingers were texting while her eyes were searching
As they converse stories of many a fold
The guy couldn’t stop pulling her legs,
They shopped and shopped
Till she said “kuch thikka ho jahee” (let's have something spicy)
He wished she could stay
But she didn’t wish to.
As they departed, she shook his hands
He wished he could just caress her face,
Bye my dear! Bye my touch
She stopped,and winked me.
Traveled a hundred miles with hope and dreams
Traveled a hundred miles with cherished smile
It was the 5th of April my dear
It was the 5th of April when they said hi
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