You and me,
We’re like coffee and tea.
Two ends of sea.
Fire and ice.
Wheat and rice.
Winter and heat.
Melody and beat.
Fountainhead and Dongri to Dubai.
Distinctly different yet so alike.
We are intersecting lines,
Which collide only to divide.
We’re like ground and sky,
Fading into the horizon like a beautiful lie.
You and me.
Like a love and destiny.
We’re the remnants of the beautiful crime.
Just, the right person at the wrong time.
– Rugved Hattekar.
Rugved Hattekar 