You'll find me in the paths,
with no direction or destination.
You'll find me laughing all the way,
probably my tear gland is absent.

I’ll be shining from a distance,
and you’ll want to befriend me.
Gradually, you’ll fall for me,
and then one day, I’ll just leave.

I cannot stand affection,
yet that’s the thing I crave for.
Long back, I used to feel,
I don’t know who I am anymore.

Life is an Indian cuisine,
tastes good when served hot.
Well, I’m on a special diet,
I like my plates empty.

The whole world is damn Grey,
perfect White is a myth.
I like everything in Black,
’cause that’s the color of my soul.