This time I had phoenix.Its Mauritian beer.For the uninitiated,
Mauritians have established themselves as the most vestigial
people on this planet, or amongst all homo sapiens in the entire
galaxy.they don't manufacture one goddamn thing themselves
except for beer(drinking which they have become even more useless).
Drinking this cheap brand , the cheap shaayar inside
me (Altaf Raja. further ref:kara B|| ) is raising voices.
This shaayari is an ode to the immortal Mauritians, Altaf Bhai,kara B|| and my
5th crush( u can use an exponential function on this variable) ,
Mehek Mathur, a cute girl from my previous job
(not necessarily in this order).
If she ever reads this stuff ,which I feel is a bloody inspiration
from the all the fucking pathetic shaayaris I have heard
during IIT Days(again thanx to kara B||), she will forgive me in the
light of my eternal love for her and the mauritian beer effect.
ruh se nikali har saans mein sirf teri hi mehek hogi
is toote dil ke sheeshey mein sirf teri hi jhalak hogi
daaman chhodaane se pehle socha to hota
meri khawahishon ki kabr mein kahin teri yaad bhi to dafan hogi.