The day I first noticed her smile, My eyes shined like a minesweeper tile. With her fingers she stroked her hair, And I wished we were an algebraic pair. When like the Canadian squirrel she blushed,
For the garbage values I was flushed. But then the moment of truth was right ahead, Help me with this question“ bhaiya”, when she said. With not a word to say, I realized all my feelings were dead.
~ Aayush Dube
The day I first noticed her smile, My eyes shined like a minesweeper tile. With her fingers she stroked her hair, And I wished we were an algebraic pair. When like the Canadian squirrel she blushed,
For the garbage values I was flushed. But then the moment of truth was right ahead, Help me with this question“ bhaiya”, when she said. With not a word to say, I realized all my feelings were dead.