BEST FRND
The first rays of sun strike my face,
And usher in a warmth that refreshes,
And takes away every bit of sleep,
That my tired body and mind keep.
The first rays of sun strike my face,
And usher in a warmth that refreshes,
And takes away every bit of sleep,
That my tired body and mind keep.
Each morning starts with an sms,
To a dear one who is asleep,
Some hundred miles away in her den,
Without worry and mortal pain.
I say she's my best friend,
The sweetest friend one can get,
I am the 'perfect angel' for her,
But I think she exaggerates after all.
No single day passes without an sms or call,
She misses me day and night,
Wants to know each and everything about myself,
Has a charm that compels you to reveal yourself!
She says she loves me,
I am used to this,
Her voice sounds like the gush of water from a mountain stream,
And as cool and as pure as cream.
She's a good singer I hear,
Cannot live without ketchup or 'paani-puri',
I have not seen her though,
In the tree of character, she's the most beautiful bough!
She wants me to send every photograph I can,
She wants to see everything here,
In my college where I study,
And know the minute things about her best buddy.
I share my secrets with her,
She's an encyclopedia upon that,
Her advice is invaluable,
Sometimes weird but always available.
Every night its the same question for me,
"Have you taken your dinner?"
And for fear of her anger,
I go n gulp the food without any hunger....
We are the perfect family for her,
She wants to be my sister,
Mum always wanted a daughter,
And I cant contain my laughter....
She is really stubborn,
Doesn’t care what others think,
Has a very fickle mind,
And is really soothing like the wind.
After all she's my best friend,
I don’t know what it'd have been without her,
She's spectacular I can say,
This is all I can spare about "Tamanna Tanaz" in my way!!!!!!!!!!
And usher in a warmth that refreshes,
And takes away every bit of sleep,
That my tired body and mind keep.
The first rays of sun strike my face,
And usher in a warmth that refreshes,
And takes away every bit of sleep,
That my tired body and mind keep.
Each morning starts with an sms,
To a dear one who is asleep,
Some hundred miles away in her den,
Without worry and mortal pain.
I say she's my best friend,
The sweetest friend one can get,
I am the 'perfect angel' for her,
But I think she exaggerates after all.
No single day passes without an sms or call,
She misses me day and night,
Wants to know each and everything about myself,
Has a charm that compels you to reveal yourself!
She says she loves me,
I am used to this,
Her voice sounds like the gush of water from a mountain stream,
And as cool and as pure as cream.
She's a good singer I hear,
Cannot live without ketchup or 'paani-puri',
I have not seen her though,
In the tree of character, she's the most beautiful bough!
She wants me to send every photograph I can,
She wants to see everything here,
In my college where I study,
And know the minute things about her best buddy.
I share my secrets with her,
She's an encyclopedia upon that,
Her advice is invaluable,
Sometimes weird but always available.
Every night its the same question for me,
"Have you taken your dinner?"
And for fear of her anger,
I go n gulp the food without any hunger....
We are the perfect family for her,
She wants to be my sister,
Mum always wanted a daughter,
And I cant contain my laughter....
She is really stubborn,
Doesn’t care what others think,
Has a very fickle mind,
And is really soothing like the wind.
After all she's my best friend,
I don’t know what it'd have been without her,
She's spectacular I can say,
This is all I can spare about "Tamanna Tanaz" in my way!!!!!!!!!!
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