Dr.V.K. Kanniappan

Freshman - 1,192 Points (17.10.1944 / Madurai, Tamil Nadu, India)

Chandra Leela, pretty name of her!


Her mother woke up much early
To prepare sweets for her honey!

It is a day she was born,
Eighteen years ago noon!

She stitched a new dress, chudithar,
To her special taste for it greater!

Mother prepared special rice
For her lunch in the college nice!

She didn’t take any food for her energy,
She could not withstand standing agony!

Her mother was worried,
The daughter was not bothered!

Because she reached years eighteen,
Crossing slowly over her teen!

She is my brother’s daughter
Chandra Leela is the pretty name of her!

Submitted: Wednesday, September 25, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 25, 2013

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Today,26.09.2013 is my brother's daughter Chandra Leela's birthday, completing her 18 years.

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