Posted on August 20, 2009 - by Mayank Chandak

Na Chemistry Hoti Na Love Hota

This beautiful poem was received from a friend as a Forward. Thought it perfect to post it up here for you. Don’t know who authored it but simply brilliant piece.

Na Chemistry hoti na main Student hota
Na ye Lab hoti Na Ye Accident Hota

Abhi Practical main ayee nazar Ek Ladki
Sundar thi Naak Us ki Test Tube Jaisi

Baton main Us ki Glucose ki Mithas thi
Sanson main Ester ki Khushboo bhi sath thi

Aankhon se jhalakta tha kuch is Tarah ka Pyaar
Bin Piye hi ho jata hai Alcohol la Khumar

Benzene sa hota tha Uski Presence ka Ehsaas
Andhere main hota tha Radium ka Abhas

Nazrain mileen, reaction hua
Kuch is tarah Love ka Production hua

Lagne lage Us ke Ghar ke Chakkar aise
Nucleus ke charon taraf Electron hon jaise

Us din hamare Test ka Confirmation hua
Jab us ke daddy se hamara Introduction hua

Sun kar hamari baat wo aise Uchal pare
Ignesium Tube main jaise Sodium Bharak uthe

Wo bole, Hosh main aao, Pahchano apni Auqat
Iron mil nahin sakta kabhi Gold ke saath

Ye sun ker Tuta hamare Armanon Bhara Beaker
Aur ham Chup rahe Benzaldehyde ka Karwa Ghoont pee

Ab us ki yadon ke siwa hamara Kam chalta na tha
Aur Lab main hamare Dil ke siwa kuch jalta na tha

Zindagi ho gayee Unsaturated Hydrocarbon ki Tarah
Aur ham phirte hain Awara Hydrogen ki Tarah