Jinke paas kehne ko koi nahi hota,
Wo panno ka Sahara lete hai...
I am sure you know how a triangle looks like,
This story is about the sides,
Three sides three best friends,
I try to fit in but it's a triangle no place for one more side,
So three sides were happy,
Three sides were together,
I was happy because happiness is a choice,
Some misunderstanding occur,
All the three sides start fighting,
This is the time when they need me in,
I was there, try to help,
Somethings are just beyond the help,
So triangle was no more a triangle,
All the three sides choose different paths,
I was the connection between the sides,
Though no one want that but I was silly enough to stick to that,
Sides were vulnerable and mostly feel alone,
So other sides attract them and to shape them something in new,
Sides choose different paths,
One choose to be a sqaure,
One choose to be a hexagon,
One choose to be a single straight line,
I again try to fit in but failed,
Its not about me,
I realized that day,
When the sides asked me to fuck off and stay away,
I felt bad,
I felt hurt,
Whatever I try that made it more worse,
So I stop trying to fit in once for an all,
And I left...
Imperfect and shapeless... You don't need to fit in...