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Pink pink all the way
And its Valentine Day
Rama Ishita live apart
But-same set for their craft
Such is the irony of fate
Little connection with date
The slightest jive or thumka
To and fro go her jhumkas
A ros on perinda tip
Petal pink on the lips
Dress is sherbati pink
And the bindi is in sink
Yes its Gulabo gulabi
Men swoon like sharabi
She sways as she walks
Men want to touch and talk
Like pink wafer she crackles
Like pink champagne sparkles
Such is Gulabo's magic charm
one Nazar she can an army disarm