It lasted three years It had its ups and downs (mostly ups) when you vanished, it was heartbreaking, when you re-appeared, it was heartbreaking, again (aaaggghhh) A new country, a new culture... a new love It all started with your chicken curry (although you laughed at the English version). Genting Highlands was fun, as was Bintan. Your colourful sarees were a change And your sitar was a challenge A new country, a new culture... a new love Dancing Bhangra in the dark, Holding love so desperately, Painting for solice, But it wasn't enough, was it? Then one day in that January, You were gone, only to re-appear, but not for long.
