Nikhil chandak Biography

I remember the day
When I was just five,
Everything seems good and nice.
Full of time to play and waste,
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I dont recall the day I met her,
As and because it doesnot matter.
I regarded her as my friend,
But soon or later, I fell in her.
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The day is passing like a wind,
And we stand still like a tree.
The cloud comes and bring some rain,
But we keep on watching just in vain.
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A girl is not just a girl,
A daughter, a wife and indeed a mother.
So much of care and plentiful of affection,
She is an ocean full of emotion.
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I was a boy lonely but nice,
Waiting life to give some suprise.
With the passing day and night,
Had a feeling of some kind.
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