Rolling Dreams!

Little Ms Indian Girl With no fashion, only her, Ambitious and Caring, But weak ,when its love. Armaan’s life his only dream, The face changed but not she. Fighting all odds she moved on, To find her love has gone. Difficult though she stood firm, Broken heart , surname changed. Trying to be fair and all just, Found herself back in those arms.

Innocent looks, mischievous eyes, You entered as a lazy guy. Troublesome of the new gang, Few reasons to cry, many to smile. Trying hard proving your love, Not once but really twice. One found a child in u, The other an overgrown guy. Different style, different persona, Always a smile but no “rona” Full of Fun, masti and more, Dr.Sid tum itne acche kyun ho??

A sparkling gaze, oh blue eyes, A dimpled smile, so warm. A crucial existence to me, My charming prince you are. A boy next door…nah not you, You the coolest dude in town, The prank master of the gang, The lover boy image says it all. One happy expression makes a day, One tear rolled down is a pain, Every moment is only magical, Your presence adds a lot. No more the clock shall struck 8, No more the adrenaline rush felt, But you will always be Armaan Mallik, Yesterday, today, tomorrow n ever…..