Night sounds of nature are silent by morn.
The moon waxes and wanes, the sun rises and sets,
Buds bloom, flowers fade, tides rise and ebb,
In all these, ASR, there's ne'er a regret!
Your vibrant character for 18 months has thrived,
In delight we've swooned, we've laughed, we've sighed.
You've lived and breathed the highs and lows of the track,
Not for a second ever did your vibrancy slack!
On-screen, off-screen - you are poles apart,
Yet a family-loving humble young man at heart.
On screen - angry spurts, business and formality,
Off screen - fun and games, exuberant frivolity!
Now you're treading waters that are stormy and rough,
Your mettle's being tested, times are quite tough.
Your faith in your God-given gifts is your rudder,
When ups and downs strike, never should you shudder!
We'll miss you deeply, our dear ASR
We thank you for thrills that have elevated our hours,
Although our days will never be the same,
We pray, with your talent you'll set the world aflame!
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