I was playing with my friends in the garden full of bushes and roses.
We began in the morning and now it was noon, as the sun changed its poses.
We were so drowned by the sun’s thrashing heat,
To fill up my energy mom had packed me Rasna and some sandwiches to eat.
The first bite just melted in my mouth and I was totally in heaven,
And the cherry on the top was Rasna, which took me to cloud seven.
Little had I imagined that my only saviour would be a glass of flavoured water,
But who am I to judge, for my mind had always been disordered.
Now that I look up again, the sun is still the same,
The storms I felt inside were now taken over by something I knew but unnamed.
Imagination and Imagination, I couldn’t have negotiated for more,
With my unrendered pace, I kept walking and drinking slow.
No wonder we were charged up again and had fun till the sky was red,
The sky just looked like a pool of Rasna and white flowers seemed to be the sandwich bread.
My mouth still tastes like heaven while the garden blooms in front of me,
With a big sandwich in my hands, I opened my mouth wide as that tree.
The picnic was so awesome that I wish to go again,
The best trio that I ever wish to take along is sandwiches, Rasna and my mains.