The lady in the blue saree
Looked like a vanilla ice cream
Since I saw her in the bus stand
She became my sweet dream.
Very soon our eyes met
I talked to her gently
With my trembling heart
Will she take it kindly?
She said she knew me
As I was the local star
But she feared to talk
Thinking I'd ignore her.
Could not believe my luck
I was in cloud nine
Just a few conversations
And she fell in line?
Where are you going
She asked me eagerly
As we got on the same bus
And sat together closely.
Knowing our destination was same
My head began to toss
My love vanished quickly
When I learned she would be my boss.
Picture taken from net
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