W . T . F
I'll surely have her in front of you,
You just need good imagination to have some clue.
She was the 3rd girl in cemetery who caught my eye,
I saw her in Neeraj sir' Tution, no lie.
We were a class of 4 boys and one girl,
Tied up hair so no chance of curls.
Moving on she had a lean body,
In front of her maths skills I really was like noddy.
Moving on to her height,.
we stood on the same pedestal or might.
She was the crush of all 3 of us,
But saying good evening to her was my must.
She used to talk with me with a smile,
God please stop that moment for a while.
She taught me...