I count to 10 one for each,
to choose a spot and there quickly reach...
I walk around, looking for signs,
who's left behind their trail lines...
Hearing loud laughter I've spotted one
who lives life 'seriously' through a lot of fun...
The bubbly energy splitting thru
sweet melody leads me to player two...
The coolest one, with a face so calm
running from the lizard that will do no harm...
Heard on the phone with 'woh'
and I knew I've got four...
In search for the perfect mix
atleast some of the whole thirty six...
I didn't look far to find my mate
call it destiny or simply fate...
Looked all over, heard not a sound
finally reading a big fat book the seventh was found...
Playing solitaire was the goodie goodie
responsible, helpful and hardly moody
Ring laden finders and hair so fine
'kissing cudling huggin' was nine :)
in the 'mess' I found ten!
Independently I walked, following their trail,
Left behind my footprints deep not pale,
The game’s over, we walk into the horizon
Together we are the incredible eleven.
This is a tale written by one of my classmates, it is about how she perceived each member of LAD 2005 batch.
Today is 7th November 2008 and exactly a month to go for our Convocation. I thought it was the right day to post this. This tale talks about each member in a very subtle way which makes it even better... only people who know the members of LAD 05 closely can guess who is who......
5 comments:
i quite like the poem...though i cant claim that i know u all so well! will take pavan's help help me thru with the riddle :)
I wonder if Pavan will be able to guess too Sid! The pics were 'carefully' chosen and some of them were specially photographed to accompany this poem. :P
One month to go :) I'm feeling mellow (arre yeh bhi kavita ho gayi!)
I'd like to give credit to Apu and others who put together the last para completing the story :)
And arpit.. senti mat karo yaar!
i looovveee this one..! want to see more of such stuff on ur blog!
Teamea-senti toh hona hi padega...
Shivani-Hopefully....
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