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Thoughts run helter–skelter In search of words to express Their benevolence. Words hither-tither wander Collecting the alphabet and Having its complete liscence. None of them knowing why the haste Have finally, reached what so long They have chased. And that is … THANKYOU!!!

Well, there is no specific incident that inspired this poem. But it is a general observation. Friendship is an asset that everyone cherishes.The bond is impeccable. We share so much with friends. We know each others' good qualities. We are aware of the bad one's too. Yet, we superimpose them with our good ones to create a great ensemble. This is where friendship lies and strengthens. The more you adjust to each other better the bond becomes!       Then if you need to part ways, it doesn't really matter because the understanding between us is sturdy. You may realize that you need no prayers to come closer to GOD. 'Friendship' is one of the many other ways!

First time you see that person Whom, you know nothing about, One of you has to break the ice And let its seeds sprout. Initially formal; gradually informal The talks change their track Together you laugh at a funny gig And create sound memories to look back. Trust comes with time Laugh may change to ‘cry’ But togetherness never perishes The friend is on whom you rely. Effortless, it has grown, Strong it has become, Needless of any proof you know, A long way it has come. Now, you may move on… Now, you may depart… That would not mar your friendship Stronger it would grow in your heart! Simple, growing, trustworthy, strong and indomitable… PRECISELY friendship!!! Coming up: Reference... look out for it

One month before i wrote this poem...             Vacations! A short term relief between two engineering semisters! That was when four of us (Mugdha, Mugdha,Apoorva and me)decided to go to sinhagad. We were so tired of the routine college life. So, loitering in nature's lap during the early monsoons was a great respite. We reached there at around 5.45 am. Having traversed the path many times before, all of us were well versed with the best route up! We started off....             It was a week day (Friday i think). So we were the only group. The refreashers' stalls on the way were also closed that day. We climbed only with some water with us. There was just enough light so that we could make out the way. The sky was loaded with heavy dark clouds. Sinagad was under its majestic shade. We were eager to touch those clouds and sprinted up as quick as our legs could manage! Gradually the sun's rays penetrated the thick waterlogs and that was when one of the two Mugdhas ('p

Monsoon had just crept in The soil had moistened Fresh fragrance was in the air The sky had softened. I was at a foothill At early daybreak Fondling with a fancy Of taking up a trek. I succumbed to my desire And set onto the path Enjoying the pleasant nature Hoping for a rainy bath. The clouds touched the hilltop Obscuring the twilight Ready to pour down on me So much for my delight Small creatures on my way Rushed out of shelter Trees swayed in the breeze Mist made me falter. But the sun peeped from east Crowning the mountain top Moved briskly over the ridge As a spotlight would hop. I sprinted up to reach The quick rising waterlog Which uncurtained the stage Spreading a wild wind and fog. In some time I was up there After a hearty run Looked back upon the troden road And found it glistening in the sun. I will put up the context in which the poem was written and its reference very soon...