Poem to sweetest Simmi...

One day, I met this gal,

on IC forums, she was new;

proud, selfish and idiotic,

as i perceived and knew.

Thanks to Gaurav (The moron),

we had a fight,

and were blood thirsty uncompromising rivals,

ever since that night.

We fought, we bickered and,

we tried to ignore each other,

and yet we both,

belonged to the same friend - circle.

Our mutual friends tried...

explained...

and reasoned...

but; all their pleas landed on,

ego deafened ears.

We were arch rivals,

loved to hate each other,

and enjoyed our intellectual,

brawls and sneer.

If she ever mentioned,  "Its a hot day with sun like spears",

I naturally and instinctively saw, "cool night with the soothing stars".

Somehow one day, one fine day,

we both chatted,

for once, we didn't comment,

or contemplated.

It was the day,

we got to know each-other,

and realized that our initial impressions

were, but merely biased and unreal.

Since then, we became friends,

much better and much closer,

than we ever thought to be,

or imagined.

Now, in her I have a buddy,

with whom its easy to laugh, share and study.

We share our happiness,

and we divide our sorrows.

With each other we can confess,

and admit our crimes and treasons,

and need not worry about explaining,

or giving any reasons.

She is caring,

and at times seems like a nanny,

mature and confident,

lecturing and explaining every now and then,

screaming and yelling, at other occasions.

But, most of the times,

she is a naughty kid,

seeking attention; and if not granted,

she knows enough pranks to snatch it.

For me, I thank the day,

we reasoned,

and tried to be friends;

for since then I have

a friend, I can trust and share,

all that is a burden.

It's great to have you,

as a friend Simmi;

but, sometimes I also miss the gal,

I loved to hate so much, in our ignorant jiffy.

Lolzzzzz.....