Celebrating YOU

Mr. Enemy

After Anku's poem, the only person left to gift Chinu was Ash! And so, Chinu picked the bottle and put it in a side and starts looking at Ash.

"What?", mutters Ash.

"What what? Where is my gift?", asks Chinu.

"After planning and organising this event, I want some rest!", she said yawning.

"Ash...", Chinu glares at her.

"What? You didn't spin the bottle for me. What if it was to stop on you for the second time earning all of us a poem from you", she asks.

"She has a good point", says Anku in between and everyone nod their head in approval.

"I would definitely write a poem for all of you even if you wouldn't have kept that condition", he says giving her a look as she had spoiled his return gift surprise.

Ash nods her head and looks into her bag for the poem. After a while of searching, she says, "Guys, I can't find my poem."

"Seriously Ash?" Ram asks her.

"I'm serious!" She says, looking tensed.

"Looking for this?" She hears Chinu's voice and looks up from the bag. There, he has the pages in his hand and he gives an evil grin.

"Why did you do that?" She asks him.

"So that you cannot say that you forgot this at home or something and get away without giving me the poem today." He replies to her and hands over the sheet.

Unable to do anything with her spoilt plan, she smiles at her so called enemy and begins reading her poem.

A Story of two decades ago
On 28th July, began the show
Earth that day, began to quake
And the devil, below, shook awake

The clouds started their rumble
The lightning began to tumble
Feared the devil for competition new
With the news of the birth of YOU

Angels above, stopped at their will
The demons, too, then stood still
Time stopped, the clock broke
They realized it wasn't a joke

Faulty here, mischievous Prince was
His naughty brain being the cause
Bored of the same routine that day,
He decided with the controls to play

The disruption troubled the Demon
Took advantage of the mistake done
That Thursday, things did change
When then invented the word, 'strange'

The Demon found himself there
It was dark, black and cold where
Moving his hands, he took a call
But before he knew, he began to fall

When his eyes opened, he realized
The place was neither dark cold, nor nice
He wasn't praised like before alright
Because all he was was a Fallen Knight

People used to welcome him with drums
Before that fight he'd eloped from
A warrior he had been once
Now all he needed was another chance

He got the chance at the borders
When wars broke out, fear stirred
The boy in him wanted no more
Couldn't face the consequences it bore

Away he ran from it again
Straight into the scientist's den
Strangeness escalated right there
All he could do was stand and stare

There was a Rat and A Juliet
A villian who didn't like losing bets
Surpriseed now at the story's end
He decided to let his thoughts bend

Just as from the Scientist he escaped
Another storm in his life raged
Outer world creatures he saw
Also some humans who followed the law

He let his thoughts later grow
Wondering whether on Mercury was snow
He characters created themselves then
All he now needed was a pen

To distract him, came a feather rare
Couldn't resist his urge to share
Left an idea, chased the next
For him, time always took a test

Dreams of engineers, the poet chased
None of which could leave him dazed
He penned down some Rhythmic dreams
And evoked all the surprised screams

When that dream was then over
Next he moved on to the lover
In a cafe, or at second meets
He claimed love happened at all treats

Not only between two, he'd said
It emerged between three, we read
A tiny thing when tied two hearts
None of them could go apart

Even if they tried ever in life
Rainbow at the beach reminded their strife
Friendship to love and back again
Nothing here happened without pain

To prove the theory of love now
He sent them on a date somehow
One stepped out, wrapped in sweaters
It was pretty cold due to winters

The cold made him feel a half
On his thoughts the others shared a laugh
Now he began to weave new theories
Mails, Poems, Greetings then Stories

And that wasn't enough there
To stop this Evil Mr. Rare
He introduced a new rule in his den
'Talk, but only in words Ten'

As his readers struggled for words
He continued his venture - writing for World
Pencilled down a few letters
And realized things now looked better

Coming back to this universe then
He again experimented with his pen
Phoems, Rhymes and Tales he wrote
But, never forgot to add new quotes

Word limit wasn't really his game
Not all his stories had lengths same
Tales became shorties and collabs then
Inspirations he got from others when

With just two letters, curiosity evoked
The midnight when his brain stroked
A long Journey the boy did travel
Yet, some mysteries were left to unravel

On the pages, he felt lonely and bored
So, between them he later explored
As the characters created came alive
Into their world he let his heart dive

One thing this boy does believe
Easier than talks are rhymes to weave
My last word for you, Mr. Writer
Never stop writing, just keep getting better!

All have now had their say
Too many words you've heard today
But, this Jerry wishes you in her way
"I hope you have a blasting birthday!"

As Ash finishes off her poem, every one claps for her.

"And someone was calling my story loooong", says Shameem teasingly.

"Well, I wrote 28 stanzas for him, one stanza for each day of this month that I have enjoyed troubling, teasing and irritating him", says Ash with a wink which leaves everyone laughing while Chinu just shakes his head, though the smile doesn't leave his lips.

"So, the party's over?" Chinu asks after a while of madness with the group.

"Yes", Anku answers and at the same time, Ash yells, "Wait Wait Wait. One last thing is left!"

"What now?" Chinu asks her.

She opens her bag and takes out a video camera and begins recording.

"So, Chinu, now that the party is over and you've got all your gifts, we would all like to hear a few words from you. Please tell us what you felt about today." Ash says, pointing the camera at him.