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Title – Lakkad Baggha

I don’t see it as injustice.
When I’m with a call girl,
she gets a person-
a heart full of love.

Incapable of finding a girlfriend in this world-
it’s not a character flaw;
it’s a man’s ego that got bruised.

I am not wrong,
and the man I pity
meant no harm.

I don’t live in this society,
and I refuse to die hungry or thirsty.

What my social standing,
my money,
my sharp mind and analytical brain
could never win-
a few green papers bought me.

Not just the girlfriend experience-
they even let me drive the ass train.

Yes, I’m searching for faults in myself.
I’m trying-
just have patience.
Some things are meant to be.

I am not worldly-wise,
and I am shy.
I have spent my whole life waiting
just to hear a simple “hi”
from someone as foolish as me.

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