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To Samardeep Singh Banga with Love Hate

I don't want to care where and how and why he went away

I just want to be Selfish Today,

I just want my friend back



He loved Mathematics

I hated Mathematics

Who cares

I just want to be selfish today

I want my friend back



He loved gyming

I kept my distance from those weights

Who cares

I just want to be selfish today

I want my friend back



His room was the epitome of mess and disorder

I liked my room sparkling clean

Who cares

I just want to be selfish today

I want my friend back



He never remembered where he placed anyone's books

I preferred a prim and proper library

Who cares

I just want to be selfish today

I want my friend back



He liked to zoom and zap his bike and car

I wanted a peaceful pace

Who cares

I just want to be selfish today

I want my friend back



He loved gadgets and computers

I use them all, only for my need

Who cares

I just want to be selfish today

I want my friend back



He believed in his friends; their dreams ; their aspirations

I, at times lose faith even in myself

Who cares

I just want to be selfish today

I want my friend back



He enjoyed the game of cricket

To me, it was just another sport

Who cares

I just want to be selfish today

I want my friend back



He had fun brandishing abusive words at his closest friends

I loathed his habit at his face

Who cares

I just want be selfish today

I want my friend back



He was always cynical about God

My God, whom I devotedly worship and pray; took away Sam

Took away Sam

Took away my buddy

For ever … For ever … For ever


And Sam had the last laugh


But I still don't care

I still want to be selfish today

I still want my friend back.

Comments

Immaculate said…
True.. every word.. But still Sammy was the greatest friend ever...he defined friendship in its purest form.. miss him tonnes.. i want him back too....
October 14, 2010 at 1:23 AM
JSB said…
Every word is a truth....
October 14, 2010 at 10:04 AM
Aashi said…
A friend to come back....
October 17, 2010 at 3:51 PM
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