From Delhi's heart to Bundelkhand's embrace,
From Mumbai's pulse to Jharkhand's space,
Some boast of pride, a gilded, hollow shell,
But I possess a fund, where fortunes dwell.
When youth's wild bloom, a child's untamed glee,
I'd stir mischief, a restless energy.
Cartoons on screen, a world of vibrant art,
Popeye's spinach, captured every heart.
Then school, then college, a tender, hopeful quest,
Attracted to a beauty, put to the test.
Saving pocket change, a whispered, loving plea,
A gift of words, a message sent with glee.
Then came the swagger, the defiant pose,
My friends would ask, "Hey dude, how life goes?"
An Android phone, then iPhone's sleek design,
Parties by day, by night, a life so fine.
My father spoke, "Achieve, do something real,"
"Or forty years shall you feel."
From Delhi's heart to Bundelkhand's embrace,
From Mumbai's pulse to Jharkhand's space,
Some boast of pride, a gilded, hollow shell,
But I possess a fund, where fortunes dwell.
From Delhi's heart to Bundelkhand's embrace,
From Mumbai's pulse to Jharkhand's space,
Some boast of pride, a gilded, hollow shell,
But I possess a fund, where fortunes dwell.
A new job dawned, a bitter, sour taste,
The boss's nagging, a wearying waste.
Now, I miss my friends, the fleeting, digital trace,
Twitter's trends, Facebook's hurried pace.
Wet nights of youth, now dimmed by passing years,
Only weekends remain to quell my fears.
From Delhi's heart to Bundelkhand's embrace,
From Mumbai's pulse to Jharkhand's space,
Some boast of pride, a gilded, hollow shell,
But I possess a fund, where fortunes dwell.
From Delhi's heart to Bundelkhand's embrace,
From Mumbai's pulse to Jharkhand's space,
Some boast of pride, a gilded, hollow shell,
But I possess a fund, where fortunes dwell.
Everybody clap, let the rhythm flow,
One more time for Benny Sehgal's show!
Now marriage beckons, a new battle's call,
My parents rejoice, a government job enthralls.
I long for leave, a journey to embrace,
A yearning to explore a distant space.
Rapping's my passion, a fire within,
To meet Eminem, where verses begin.
Mishra part in Aerobic, so very smart,
Leo's soul, a work of art.
Mishra part in Aerobic, so very smart,
Leo's soul, a work of art.
Nobody knows that, from my heart's core,
I Gucci her from my soul's shore.
Nobody knows that, from my heart's core,
I Gucci her from my soul's shore.
From Delhi's heart to Bundelkhand's embrace,
From Mumbai's pulse to Jharkhand's space,
Some boast of pride, a gilded, hollow shell,
But I possess a fund, where fortunes dwell.
From Delhi's heart to Bundelkhand's embrace,
From Mumbai's pulse to Jharkhand's space,
Some boast of pride, a gilded, hollow shell,
But I possess a fund, where fortunes dwell.
When youth's wild bloom, a child's untamed glee,
I'd stir mischief, a restless energy.
Cartoons on screen, a world of vibrant art,
Popeye's spinach, captured every heart.
Then school, then college, a tender, hopeful quest,
Attracted to a beauty, put to the test.
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