Poetic Spirits

They say spirits exist.

I have a reason to believe it now.

My junior, Anubhav, sms-ed me:

Merry Christmas di. What do you want from Santa this time? I'll tell Santa to gift you a PG degree OR a cute and bold guy who would love you. Ohk??

I replied:

No either no or, 
No neither no nor. 
I need both of them, 
but, let the right time come.
May be the next winter would be fine,
To have a PG degree, and a guy all mine.

His reply:
So, what is it that you're asking for, this year?


Me:

This Christmas's gonna be a cheer,

To all my buddies and friends so dear,

Would want their presence

to celebrate our friendship,

Coz it's a suspense,

Where we'll be

As we end our internship.

It's time for the laughter, the tears

And the frowns

As we'll remember the times 
We acted like clowns.

It's friendship that's on the agenda tomorrow,

May Santa bless each one joys and no sorrow.

And, what is it that Santa should be giving you??

He:
hmmm.. A cute girl would be fine... hehe.


Me:

The time is now,

to fell how

being in love means.

Let the beans

of care sow,

Then you'll know

a simple girl

With that cute curl,

would look so good,

So pure, sans the hood

Of ego, air & richess

Would seem to be ur princess.

But, when u find one,

Don't think you're done.

Respect her, & care all you can,

Treasure her for the love has just began.

Santa sends you love this season,

Don't let her go for any mere reason.

But, it comes with a Statutory warning:

You have to always keep her happy and smiling.

He:
Oh Di! You rhyme so good. Aap galat aa gaye medicine me. (You've wrongly come into the medical sciences.)

Me:

Humare hunar ki tareef karne ke liye dhanyawaad,

Medical mein na aate to zaroor rehte aabaad,

Par karm ka fer hai,

Aur kismat ka mel hai,

Jahan kavitaen sunaana likha tha, 
logon ko sukoon dena socha tha,

Ab davaiyaan likhenge,

logon ko marz se mukt karenge,

Magar khush-kismat to fir bhi rahenge,

Dilo ko jeetne aaye the, wo to jeet-te hi chalenge.

It was a spirit that made me write these small poems in fast, quick replies to him.
Haha! But, it is lovely getting those spontaneous strokes right. :-)

Btw,

Merry Christmas!!