In kurta he comes with beard
From north
and replace me

her love comes wearing a hat
from east
then she keeps me aside

Saying I will never change
I weep
then she gives me a tissue

the rain pours as we stand
under the shed
I smile as I have an umbrella

but a man with a raincoat
comes from south
and they walk away

we meet again after spring
she comes from west
but she wears a thing called ring

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