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I am watching the re-runs of DMG on Star Utsav where a dashing, handsome, extremely well dressed debonair Armaan is trying to woo his lady love and unbidden Shakespeare's sonnet comes to my mind
Where art thou, Muse, that thou forget'st so long
To speak of that which gives thee all thy might?
Spend'st thou thy fury on some worthless song,
Darkening thy power to lend base subjects light?
Return, forgetful Muse, and straight redeem
In gentle numbers time so idly spent;
Sing to the ear that doth thy lays esteem
And gives thy pen both skill and argument.
To speak of that which gives thee all thy might?
Spend'st thou thy fury on some worthless song,
Darkening thy power to lend base subjects light?
Return, forgetful Muse, and straight redeem
In gentle numbers time so idly spent;
Sing to the ear that doth thy lays esteem
And gives thy pen both skill and argument.
Really, where art thou Armaan?
Armaan of adorable locks that fell unruly on his forehead......
Armaan of impeccable dress sense, of double shirts and black vests....
Armaan of that endearing smile that tugged at your heart.....
Armaan of a sensitivity that touched every woman/ child's heart.....
Armaan who actually helped to cure patients....
Where O where art thou Armaan?
