And just another night of just plain roobishes
gliding over nothing significant
but all of the significantly insignificance
of all the gentle teasing and fond longing
and the aptly hid (and masked) great sigh of relief
of being the 'bacha' and the 'saabji'
and ofcourse the gradual giving way to the 'madamji'
but then best was kept for the 'driver' and the 'passenger'
yes, it was a night of just simply roobishes
of unsaid words, and all said feel.
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