Oh how you think that only urbane can write
And publish them blindly thinking it's right
It's nothing but actually underestimation.

You refused to publish my responsible story
And instead published his inspired glory
It's truly nothing but underestimation.

7 Seconds is a story about the Indian system,
Of education and equality but you rejected it
It's on your part a crude underestimation.

You don't worry I won't file a case against your celebrity author who instead of guiding me with further steps in publication, copied my story and changed the nouns along with the setting to totally lift one significant part of it.

All the strength of my impertinent love.
I shall be the August Landmesser.

Low I shall keep my arm en masse,
Of course, I shall not heil the Führer,
Viewing my parents as the dictators, I am,
Expect me they do forget the love of yours.

Yet I shall not comply with their orders,
Of course, I shall always love only you,
Unless I am successful, rest I shall not.

Because I am a life scientist,
And I must memorize long words.

I can not be afraid of long words,
Such as phosphatidylethanolamine,
And pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis.

So, stay away, Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia!

Some parents try to control their children,
There's nothing wrong with controlling them,
No, there's nothing wrong with it, they think,
And they keep on doing it and dictating them.
As they find nothing wrong with it, they do it.
They satisfy the unrelinquished egos of their own,
Suffocating the children even after they grow up.

Baby girl, I love you...
Oh my baby, I love you...

Cutie, I love you...
Cutie pie, I love you...

Golu, I love you...
Golumolu, I love you...

You're my best friend...
Only my closest friend...

You're my girlfriend...
Only I shall be your husband...

Our bed will await us,
It will be decorated, and,
With many flowers so various.

That night will surely descend,
From the heavens for me,
Just as for me you arrived.

We shall start a new life,
It will be our marriage, and,
Of two different Hïnđū cultures.

It will be an upgrade for us both,
That night will bring us closer,
Both to each other & to spirituality.

We shall unite as one body,
We are already one soul,
You know that, my fluff baby.

It shows old posts as new ones,
And the new ones just disappear in thin air.