The cool dude, the prankster, the man
Upto his old tricks
Teasing Ridz for kicks
With the sharp retorts
A damn good sport
Hiding his sadness
Behind laughter and naughtiness
Then came the festival holi
And Armaan drowned his grief being Jolly
He drank,a nd he danced, and rejoiced
All the others except R enjoyed
Soon came R and looked around shocked
With open mouth while everyone else rocked
She drank some bhang and was quite cryptic
And soon the effect changed and she went ballistic
How could u..she said to them all
Dont u know the differnce tween sahi and galat gulal
Tum Junglee ho she said to them
Main hoon mahaan har dam
And tht my dear friends is R's ballistic holi confession