{ This is a poem i have written for some of my friends who had a characteristic end lines, really funny ones, and how i never managed to accept them as the endings. wrote this in my IInd yr mbbs. enjoy:-)}
I am a very simple boy,
With a little bit of fashion.
But oh my ! I don’t know how,
To end a conversation.
There the ones with sweet tongue,
They take you to a height,
And they just pull right down,
With a sweet goodbye, good night.
And the ones which annoy me most,
Do they think I’m a clown ?
Or one of those dumb mascots,
When they suppose they’ll see me around ?
Yes, there are some funny gals,
They prefer to use, ‘chalo’(Hindi)
And I smile and reply with glee,
Well, where do you want to go ?
Oh ! one of my personal favourites,
Where ‘achha’(Hindi) signifies the end,
Sounds like ‘yes’ is the call,
But the opposite message it sends.
And some just don’t deserve a phone,
They talk so little, so much so,
Though the talk has ended long ago,
There are miles and miles to go.
And then its me, the gentle guy,
I think how to end while I chat,
I never get the nerve to say goodbye,
And well that’s that.
I like those people, bold and all,
They hit you like a stone,
Like they have been ending things all along,
“Hang up buddy or I’ll bang the phone”
Arsh:-)