Love is in the fart!

Rahul tha akela, banna tha use dukela.

Dhoondne nikla woh uska pyaar.

Single reh kar, thakk gaya tha woh aur uska intezaar.

Door dikhi use ek akeli ladki,

Nazar aaya use uska long-awaited pyaar.

Situation shuru hone ke pehle, problems shuru huin…

Jab “Hi” kehne se pehle, Rahul ke love aur fart mein hui takraar.

Maara toh maara, Rahul ne ek nahi maara.

Maare usne 3-4 paadh…

Badbudaar aur awaazdaar chodte chodte, chod di Rahul ne ladki pataneki aas,

It was quite obvious that ladki ne daala nahi kuch bhi grass.

Woh ghoomta raha, tadapta raha aimlessly,

Galiyan ghooma, raste jhooma…

Phirta raha woh endlessly.

Denial mein reh rehke usne khud ko convince kiya,

Ladki nahi toh, ladka hi patt jaaneka hope kiya.

Kai dinon se woh bhatka, aur ladki patane pe hi atka.

Ja baitha ek garden mein, usne thoda rest kar liya.

Mehekte pholon aur mitti ki khushboo ke beech,

The sweet smell of fart ne uska mann bhar liya.

Mudkar dekha toh dikhi use pyaari si ek ladki,

Utha rahi thi woh apna aadha bum,

Aur chod rahi thi khatarnaak si phuski.

Rahul ne usko dekhkar ek sweet si smile di,

She sat properly on both her bums, and returned an angelic smile.

Rahul ne socha – Finally, mujhe meri soul mate mil gayi.

Thank you for the help, Vaibhav Gupte.