Raghu is a friend as no friend can be,
Happily we work together in the ONGC.
Every morning when I report for work he is for my mind a debugger,
For you know he is a Mathematician and a Star Computer Programmer.
With a caressing stroke over scratches I and some others have made,
When I’m rich I’ll polish his name on a diamond drilling bit and not in ordinary jade.
He shares the name of the Lord I worship,he knows the message of Christ,
The likes of Rags will carry the ONGC to a new height.
I don’t know how I could earn my salary all alone,
And repay back my Citibank Car loan.
A selfless Raghu has nothing to gain,
In relieving his friend from a sometimes unbearable pain.
Free me he does from the tyranny of my past.
As long as I live his friendship will last,
I’ll write again on Mudit a mutual friend,
For by the grace of the Lord my lines will never end.