Prasad is our papa ,though has no trace of any wrinkle
He is the one who can so patiently listen to me grumble
He will try his best to console till I stop my nonsense and chuckle
But when it comes to party night he is with another girl,he is so fickle
We have a hunk named Mithilesh, whom many girls would love to approach
But Oh My God Rahul , your friend is still afraid of creatures as miniscule as a cockroach
Vijay , in his drunken revelry, does not care even if anyone tries to defame
When asked about her best crush,girls do not shy away to take this dark charming guy’s name
Pratik ,the love amd warmth that you shower
Is just like that of a brother
People say make new friends but do not forget the old
How can I forget Sharp-tongued Arundhati who has a heart of gold
In times of necessity
I had the company of Sampada ,our Indo Chinese beauty
With their comical imitations and teasing boys have had the girls hounded
Pooja with her witty talk has always had them dumbfounded
At times ,even an academically brilliant Khushboo can find it perplexing
Language barrier causes brainy Tuhina to keep “What”zzating
This group welcomes you with Anuja and Akshay's smile,Sundaram’s warmth,Mithilesh’sinnocence
Here you have fun frolic everything in abundance
Our conversations,chemistry,parties will always rock
We also wait for one of our couple to be tied soon in wedlock
When my eyes did not blink because of the constant pain in them,u took it as a mere” stare”
At such times,whose shoulder should I rest on for a genuine care
Unable to take any more ignorance and caustic words, which broke me into into bits and part
I realize it is time I collect and colour every piece with your name and gift it to you as a lovely heart
My husband who would promise to give me everything on a merriful Night
Can ditch me for a more beautiful girl’s Sight
When such situations can make my mind rigid
I believe my friends will save me from this condition so morbid
When we await our luxuries in California,NYC ,Dunno how many to name
When we wont even care to remnicise our friend without any Shame
If words have the power to defeat this life’s cruel Game
Jyothsna will die out from everyone’s memory,may her words find u all in a single frame
When my friend hurts me knowingly losing his common sense
When he still finds so annoying my presence
When my company and words still for no reason suck
I will without pleading ,downheartedly turn my face,wishing him good luck
Like the saying goes,one dirty fish can spoil the entire Pond
Do no let any mistrust spoil this bond
May everyone be bonded in this friendly aura
I will conclude by saying Aise Dost Na Milenge Dobaara!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!