Where are those days
When flew out sparks and rays
Hinged on that one tremendous word
Surpassing stories of bees and bird
Viewers writing epic comments
Full of hope and no complaint
No no it was not the notorious C
Doing the rounds as presently
But just a simply uttered 'Kya'
By Esquire Raman Bhalla
Which made her blush and shy
And she could not meet his eye
She knew it by heart but was left
Fumbling and of speech bereft
Indeed that word 'Kya'------is the key
Which locked in our minds their chemistry
And When with conviction 'Love'
to be conveyed
'Kya' was all that was needed to be said