A rude meet through satellite waves,
A chat begun on June's 3rd day.
No reason why they talked, but did
Their roads met the dot com way.
Thousand thoughts swirled the mind
none 'Adios','Aye', nor 'chao','ahoy'
Thousand possibilities, a billion more
An Indian Bandi and a Desi Boy.
The girl kept busy with life's struggles
The boy too proud to say he's alone
They had their reasons on June 2007
Too many reasons, little known.
A strange truce arose with the chats that came
No hand was raised, not that they were dumb.
They shared all that words can share
But none asked where those words came from.
Not a hint to say 'I knew that soul'
Besides few words on the Gmail log.
And of course the boy's pictures were shared
And they visited each others blog.
Wonders realized through the tamed mind
Not itching to lose what is hard to find
How many have your own
The Tooth-fairy, The Zoo, The Angels divine.
'We can be good friends', one of them said,
'if we meet.' through numeric tales.
That 'dunno when' meeting they fixed
is approaching the clouds at the speed of snails.
They talked with grace unharmed with time
They gave themselves to their Gtalk clone.
The girl grew deeper as he knew more
But the boy too proud to say he is alone.
Happy Birthday IS THROUGH ME!!
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