Rondu Tidda- Sahil

Never a thought of it was ever raised,

Not even your shadow did I ever chased,

But that’s what we call destiny,

The page once written will surely be faced.

Those who were acquaintance for years,

Became friends in a couple of days.

The hilarious beginning over a chat,

Pushed forward with lots of grace.

May be the beginning goes not-so-old,

And every page seems ready to unfold.

But out of the box of reality we know,

Age doesn’t matter when things are never sold.

Your secret advice that I never realized,

The count of chocolates that I always revised.

Are punched well with all our random plans,

Not forgetting the initials that were once devised.

Never a thought of it was ever raised,

Not even your shadow did I ever chased,

But that’s what we call destiny,

The page once written will surely be faced.