Somewhere out there is a girl
A girl whose charm loses only to the allure of her mind
Who is childishly playful yet maturely thoughtful
Who knows how to spend big but also how to save big
Who loves reading in cozy comfort just as much as an arduous trek
Who loves to fall asleep staring at the twinkling night sky
And to wake up to the singing of birds at the break of dawn
Who isn't afraid to get her hands dirty in the mud
Only to have it all washed clean under the drizzling rain
Somewhere out there is a girl, the girl of my dreams
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Disclaimer - Some of the spellings used here may be different than what is normally seen, eg. Buddh instead of Buddha, Yog instead of Yoga. This is because the pronunciation in Hindi doesn't contain an 'aa' sound at the end and because of the romanised spelling people tend to mispronounce. It is like calling Adam as Adama or Tom as Toma.
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