Comments about Adarsh Nellayi
Beauty Without Brain
First time I saw her in an exhibition stall.
She looked fresh, pretty and tall.
It was a visual treat for my eye ball.
Making her mine became my goal.
Next day I saw her in a parking lot.
My heart became a boiling pot.
I stood there wondering whether I shall talk or not.
I was mesmerized by her beauty spot.
I collected her details from the exhibition guy.
He said that to make her mine, I need to buy.
I returned home thinking why.
That guy might have told me lie.
Next day I saw her photo in the news paper.
She was on sale with a festive ...