“Theirs Is Single Soul…”
Prologue: A remote village in 1935AD – an era where there were no faster communication means.
A pleasant evening in the park witnessed friendship blossom between them.
First-one sat on the bench like a prince whilst the second-lad lingered at the hem,
Revering the first-lad for his richness and admiring at his attire with stare!
Inviting the other to come closer, gestured the first whilst his studded bracelet glare.
Enthused by that, the second approached him with a bountiful smile.
Needless to say, in their lifelong friendship – it’s the first mile!
Days rolled-over – their bonding too blossomed with age.
“I don’t like sweets but you do. You don’t like winter but I do – the message
Nonetheless is clear – we’re best friends forever!” said the first, on one day.
“Neither I’m rich nor you’re poor, but that has never come in our way!”
Exclaimed the second with rejoice. “I’m glad that I’ve you – for anything and
Everything! I pray God to continue our bond till the end!” continued the second.
Days rolled-over – one day the second sat on the bench with a grim face,
Inquired the first, upon noticing his friend gloomy, “What’s the menace?”
Second murmured “Got a chance to go abroad for my honours but I don’t have enough”
Assured the first with a smile “Dear, I’m there – tell me if that’s not enough!”
“Friend, you’re my whole; I’ve no words for my feelings!” said the second.
Reeling tears in his eyes speak of volumes which cannot be reckoned!
“It’s my privilege dear! You steered me to success several times” said the first,
Enjoying the heartfelt moments whilst trying to control his friend’s (tears) burst.
“No matter wherever we’re, our friendship must continue…” Both of them took an oath,
Departed from the park in their ways! Many years gone-by, but could not meet – both (of them)
In spite of best efforts to trace each other – went in vain with no mark.
Nonetheless their oath is to meet after thirty years – in the same park!
Days have changed and the day has come – a winter-evening with showers of snow covered,
Enjoying the winter, a pauper sat on the bench ever like a prince, thinking deep went into sleep!
Entered there a tycoon whispering “Dear, I don’t like winter but you!” – Stared – and covered
Drenched body of the pauper with his costly coat, sat beside and he too went into deep sleep!!
Epilogue: The next day, someone to the park noticed and said “Theirs is single soul… let it rest in peace!”
Note: All the first characters of the stanzas/lines of the above poem form the famous proverb “A Friend In Need Is A Friend Indeed”