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Two boys were hugging each other...Like they were seeing eachother after years!














So Mythpat arranged a lil hang out in a nearby café... Pranav and Mansi were here too...

Myth: Toh as meri shaadi horhi hai,To "Aj ki party meri taraf se"
After that they were chit-chatting, And after that somehow this chat went to talents...Now everyone has to show their talent,If they don't... they have to do a dare...
Ofcourse Mythpat did mimicry of Shahrukh Khan, Amitabh, Hritik and many more...
Urmila and Mansi sung a song...
And Pranav drew smtg in Ibis Paint...
Now it was Gautami's turn,Her talent was writting and reciting poems...
Gau: Do I really have to do so?
All: Yes ofc-
Gau: but I have only one in my phone,I don't wanna recite that, That's a bit from my emotions...
All: Say it yaar...
Urmi: or do a dare...
Gau: What's the dare?
Myth: we all know that you have a second account, You'll have to show it to us, And propose a random guy nearby...
Gau: The poem,Trust me... It's not that good yk...
Mansi: Just do it-
Gau: Ugh fine...

In the depths of her soul, a secret blooms,
A love unspoken, in tender, hidden rooms,
For one who departed, without a gentle word,
Leaving her heart, a fragile, whispered bird.

Memories of him, a soft, golden light,
Illuminate the shadows, of her endless night,
A longing to reveal, the emotions she's confined,
A heart that beats, with a love, so divine.

The silence is a canvas, where her feelings roam,
A delicate, watercolor, of a love, yet unknown,
Fear and doubt, the brushes, that paint her pain,
As she yearns to express, the love she cannot contain.

Still, she holds on, to the whispers of the past,
A delicate, crystal vase, that holds love that will forever last,
And in the silence, a glimmer of hope doth shine,
That someday he'll return, and she'll find the words, divine.

Perhaps in another dawn, when love's essence is free,
She'll find the courage, to reveal her heart's ecstasy,
And maybe, just maybe, he'll hear her silent sigh,
And love her back, with a tender touch, that reaches the sky.

Ye thi meri poem, not a great poem yk..
Mansi: NOT A GREAT POEM? THAT'S THE BEST POEM I HEARD IN YEARS,I DON'T LIKE POEMS AT ALL BUT I LOVE THIS...
Myth: That...That poem was deep...you said it's from your emotions right?
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See ya in the nxt chap...
Till then
Byee

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