Don't know how i started,
Don't know how i found,
Don't know how i met,
But i got the good fragnanceful colour...
Its hard to find people and
The hardest is to find characters..
But i found, yeah i did...
That too a sweet young, silent,
Innocent, homely honey-bee
Familiarly known nutty tamizlachi...
Though she got -
The invisible identity,
She is warmth enough
To picture her character...
I like it and took it for granted.
She is..
Naughty enough to play pranks and
Quite frequent to sorry, sooner...
Hard enough to battle with her adamants but
Kind enough to break those for her beloveds..
Black is the colour of her flower,
The rose, which hard to find in markets...
Rarity of which makes her the unique,
And so she is unbelivable to many...
She is good enough to reply questions
But nt talent enough to question those....
She is calm enough to be a girl
But at the same time
She is flirt enough to make a guy, mad..
Believe she dont...
All that she prefered and offered
Is the true relationship
The friendship....
The ship which s believed to float
Always with the give and take policies...
(* fragnaceful Colour - hearted pisasu..,sorry human)
to.,
the friendly angel of mine,
lovable Thamizlachi.....
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