Sun-moon tale

The day our eyes met each other,

The day we met for first time under the umbrella of blue sky,

I still remember that sun was jealous of me,

I still remember that even moon at night talked with this bee,

When divine creatures like sun and moon got jealous,

I wondered what made them look zealous.

What’s so unique I had that they lacked,
what’s so different I had that they clapped.

It’s you who is by my side,

It’s your presence that’s making them feel jealous about my ride,

The charm of your face is making sun’s rays dull,

Let moon also realize this,

That I have some one more glamorous than half curved wheel.