Club 202

Amidst ringlets of smoke,
In a moon lit night,
sipping onto a 'mint' hookah,
things couldn't have been more right!!!!

loads of things to yap about,
time slipping away,
came down a mustached man,
asked,"mind leaving, eh???"

Tryin' to buy some time out,
"One last song" said Chote,
askin' Anna to go ahead & play,
'Sabse peeche hum khade...'

Getting high on our fav song,
& thus chimneying away,
The only topic left to talk was,
'What's love anyway???"

Chote came up with an interesting liner,
'Love all 'bout sacrifice'
an' then reclining into his unusual hunch,
sayin' "For now this would suffice,"

fighting for the hookah stub,
coughing both his lungs dry,
Jat, who's a success in love,
says "Anna, its your turn to try..."

The song through to midway,
Anna had just a quote to say,
'Love's the most simplest thing,
it's we who complicate it any which way,'

That's the end to the story,
Of the moon lit December night,
I apologize for the abrupt end,
couldn't figure out what to write....

Sessions like this happen quite often,
That's what is club 202,
many more things i have to share,
but for now its taalewoo.......