A mischievous game of fate That two poles collide That were never meant to meet Nor greet (as was your wish).
Worlds apart in thought In body and mind Heart and soul, Said the world.
Worlds apart you made us be Not acknowledging me, When you came to know You were my heart and soul.
And yet who else but fate to blame If these two worlds meet Unwillingly, near the Nescafe counter, Going opposite ways as usual With the world crowded enough To let only one of us go?
