Had an experience recently that was
worth putting words in the form of a poem. Hope I did justice! (not to the
English language though, I mixed a lot of things in this!!)
By a stroke of luck,
aided by fate,
thirty-seven people came
together on a date
fixed by dedicated hours
of time and effort
on recommendations people
could see, read and afford.
Twas a lust for the
goodies up for grabs
my oh my, vouchers,
tickets and yes please, Ipads!
In search of these, we
went, but instead won
the hearts of the team
that created Frilp One.
The welcome was royal,
even in the wildest dreams
we hadn’t seen ourselves
receiving invites with screams.
Kuduthaanga oru T-shirt
and 2 rides with Uber.
Ellame awesome, kickass
and super-oh soober!!
Entered like celebs we
did, photos and poses.
Slowly took it all in,
in cautious unbelievable doses.
The efforts paid off,
tis surely a dream run
for all of us, who were
crowned each, a Frilp One.
In our midst we had home-makers,
celebs and kids
in all the selfies,
games and dance numbers to musical hits.
Men and women all age
groups mingled, so carefree
twas worth it and more,
celebrated with pomp and glee.
We conversed. We played.
We danced. We dined.
Our hosts, the FRILP
team, were lavishing and kind.
Young we felt as the
evening wore on, complete with fun.
We announced unspoken
each, “I am a Frilp One”
Dinner was a gabby
affair, exchanging smiles and stories
still getting to know one
another, their jokes and glories.
Time had swiftly passed,
so much fun we never knew,
We departed, unwillingly,
with vouchers brand new.
Thus, we created
memories and made many a friend
We even demanded another
meet, to make this a trend
that all of us could
treasure, when all is well and truly done
the feeling and the
experience of being a Frilp One.