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Memories of the day we met at the bar

yente ponnaliya mahabharatham kanditt who is she the krishna yenn chodikum pole undallo :D

നീ ഇങ്ങനെ വിളിച്ചുകൂവി നടന്നോ..... എവിടുന്നേലും പണി കിട്ടുമ്പോ പഠിച്ചോളും
 
നീ ഇങ്ങനെ വിളിച്ചുകൂവി നടന്നോ..... എവിടുന്നേലും പണി കിട്ടുമ്പോ പഠിച്ചോളും
neeyum vaa namukk adutha katha undakkam
 
In a bar, where shadows gently play,
I met my chat friend, cool and energetic.
Handsome and suave, he caught every eye,
As we toasted and watched the cricket fly by.

The bar was empty, just us in the night,
Our laughter and chatter, the only light.
We broadcast our fun to the chat room live,
Two friends in a moment, feeling alive.

But then she appeared, sweet as a dream,
With eyes that sparkled, and a smile that beamed.
He excused himself, off to the restroom,
Leaving me lonely, feeling bereft.

Forty-five minutes stretched like an age,
I sat in the silence, a solitary stage.
When he returned, sweat on his brow,
Like he'd labored intensely, but why, and how?

The night resumed, but a shadow had grown,
A mystery lingered, a secret unknown.
In the bar, where shadows gently play,
We met as friends, but parted in a curious way.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead or actual events is purely coincidental
Good!!
 
In a bar, where shadows gently play,
I met my chat friend, cool and energetic.
Handsome and suave, he caught every eye,
As we toasted and watched the cricket fly by.

The bar was empty, just us in the night,
Our laughter and chatter, the only light.
We broadcast our fun to the chat room live,
Two friends in a moment, feeling alive.

But then she appeared, sweet as a dream,
With eyes that sparkled, and a smile that beamed.
He excused himself, off to the restroom,
Leaving me lonely, feeling bereft.

Forty-five minutes stretched like an age,
I sat in the silence, a solitary stage.
When he returned, sweat on his brow,
Like he'd labored intensely, but why, and how?

The night resumed, but a shadow had grown,
A mystery lingered, a secret unknown.
In the bar, where shadows gently play,
We met as friends, but parted in a curious way.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead or actual events is purely coincidental
That disclaimer really hurts me :Cwl:
 
He excused himself, off to the restroom,
Leaving me lonely, feeling bereft.

Forty-five minutes stretched like an age,
I sat in the silence, a solitary stage.
When he returned, sweat on his brow,
Like he'd labored intensely, but why, and how?
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But whyyyyyyy?????? How???????


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In a bar, where shadows gently play,
I met my chat friend, cool and energetic.
Handsome and suave, he caught every eye,
As we toasted and watched the cricket fly by.

The bar was empty, just us in the night,
Our laughter and chatter, the only light.
We broadcast our fun to the chat room live,
Two friends in a moment, feeling alive.

But then she appeared, sweet as a dream,
With eyes that sparkled, and a smile that beamed.
He excused himself, off to the restroom,
Leaving me lonely, feeling bereft.

Forty-five minutes stretched like an age,
I sat in the silence, a solitary stage.
When he returned, sweat on his brow,
Like he'd labored intensely, but why, and how?

The night resumed, but a shadow had grown,
A mystery lingered, a secret unknown.
In the bar, where shadows gently play,
We met as friends, but parted in a curious way.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead or actual events is purely coincidental
:clapping: :clapping: very Nice
 
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