'Strangers' We Were
'Strangers' We Were
Strangers we were,
Having different goals in life,
Working in the same company
Trying, our professional career to thrive.
We were like a bunch of delf,
One fine day, we were introduced,
Not by any person or friend
But by fate itself.
There was this one guy, soon to get noticed,
As the 'Angry bird' he is, of high calibre
Not to mention, the smartest as well
In all, he is a tough time for any manager.
But I think, now the manager can rest,
As our angry bird is moving to the United States,
One more thing that I know is- he is a 'Lover'
But he reveals never, this fact to others.
Then came another, a movie maniac
But, only Hollywood matches the expectations,
He is nowhere near being classic or romantic
But a dude, and as a friend he is fantastic.
A regular guy at first, soon became our encyclopedia,
He looks like Hulk, and is a fan of Captain America,
Well he is a writer too, writing only crime stories
The captain of the pack, he follows routine even to watch movies.
Then arrived the queen, About her much I can't explain,
She mostly sits in her cabin, where allowed only is the captain,
Sometimes, she allows the 'Angry bird' to get in and entertain
Poise, full of grace, she is an elegant Bramhin.
A dedicated employee, a reliable associate of the firm she is,
Working every day for ten hours clean, even more sometimes,
Twelve months a year, she is on diet,
Yet, she can floor you, with only one sight.
After the queen, joined us a girl, from the far outskirts
Innocent, honest, she is still like a kid
Who understands nothing of corporate politics.
Though in the day time, she is a companion great
It is for her, that we can't go out in the evenings late
Whenever such a plan I do propose,
The captain rules it out, and jokes-
'Bro you are forgetting, she has to go to different state'
And such a darling she is, she never gets angry or distressed
But only replies innocently - 'No, I live in this same state'.
Then there is one girl, Who joined us from the north
Vivacious, playful, smart, around her she creates a mirth
Expert in all the 'Girly arts', she is a sweetheart
Though she won't join us regular, having her own herd.
Spending time with her is amusing, yet dangerous
Without you realising, she can pull out all your secrets,
Still, I'm very fond of her, and her always I do praise
As a minute or two with her can kill all of your stress.
Creating her own aura, she is the damsel, who at will
Can put you in and pull you out from any distress.
We meet every day, only in office hours
Sitting in the queen's abode, letting all tensions to vapour
We plan the trips, on which we are yet to go
On them, when will we go? That none of us know.
It's been such little time that each-other we do know
Yet the time spent together, helped the bond to grow
But as the paths are parting again, after a few years from now
Where will we be? It's difficult to know.
While I pen my thoughts, though not a big deal,
It's difficult to explain, the attachment I feel
Far from home, in an unknown city
I can say, they have become my family.