Wortrahmen

In memory of the faultless one, who trusted the demon; who trusted the human beings, I hereby express my hearty condolences. Ironic it indeed is, that on one hand they worship it as the living incarnation of Lord Ganesha, and on the other hand, slaughter them in the most painful way. Through words below, I remember and you should too, my friend, that how filthy and inhumane is the human race!  Two-Faced Pineapple All that glitters is not gold To walk into the river alone- I was too old. So, accompanied me my little clone! Without any sound of hassle Silently, we walked towards the pineapple. With nothing in my heart; I didn't know; That there waited instead a crackly dart! So was the calf's story- Ended even before a start. ***Despite everything, I still believe that people are good at heart or so it thought.***

I was in grade 3 when I met her. She boarded the same bus as me. Apparently, she did not find a better place than beside the teacher. It was then that I befriended her and rescued her from that seat. From then, our friendship grew like it was on boost mode. Her stay in Mhow had been the longest! Even though she lives in another country today, it is never difficult to reach out to her.  Four years that I spent with her, on her fifteenth birthday, I thus describe in the four stanzas below. Of all of whom around me- Never had anyone done so or see. 450 hours annually! In the library I sat With my library, reading all and Gilderoy Lockhart! Once, results of a contest we decided to check out. Politely complaining, individually, with the judges we sort, Who knew that so our teacher had us caught. Stand by me till the last blast, to she had forethought. That day, true friendship is what she taught! People find friend in pillow I too thought so ...