A Friend In Making Poem by Kumar Arunesh

I was sad, deeply deprived of charm
no survival instinct, nothing, just a blush of self-confidence
the day before I commited to change myself
after all my persona is not that of a stud but of a nerdy geek…

I decided to change that, for just one reason
The Reason – oh yeah, hard to tell, easy to feel…..
I thought may be we can talk sort of informal
but wave of times killed my that instinct

She urged unwittingly that I thought just let it be
Unintentionally I felt sad – oh yeah -as sad as Rajesh Khanna typo…
classes over, sessionals came….my thoughts vanished
no feeds no chats ….just pale silence….: (

But today, my day blossomed …..my heart cherished …as you talked…
it feels good, no, not good, it feels awesome… 
I make a small chat….and a handshake for which I starved more than that guy anna hazare 

w8 w8 ….isn’t it a dream ….i pinched myself…
o_OMG…! ! ! English is a funny subject (cs exam)
and now I realized why it’s called a funny subject …and now I am in fun…

whatever, somewhat &somewhere a euphoria within me initialized
I got a one more reason to believe why life is called beautiful….. :)