Dear Sriram,

My mind you only filled
My heart only you tilled
I have become weak-willed
I am no longer skilled

A kind of vacuum created
In a way joy is deleted
Your stay you completed
Alone life is by me competed

You knew not to show hatred
Your heart was damn sacred
Your love account was never red
Mercy was in your noble blood

How many friends you invited!
In whose company you got excited
By pure affection you were delighted
Only love in hearts you sighted

A tough course you finely passed
All CA hurdles you boldly surpassed
Great mirth this success caused
Your own self you joyfully bossed

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