Film With a Friend

On a sweat sizzling and scorching summer day, I sponged my eyes with chilled water and said good morning. I showered my mind with new notions and greeted every minute. I sauntered to living roomand took a lanky broom. I brooded up the walls And boomed to my pals We stride on the streets Besides enjoyed the pop beats. We went to multiplex, watched a cinema Trust me; it’s really a tragedy at the act of dilemma. Where hero is tortured, villain is nurtured It’s just a waste, proof is director’s taste. Next day he went to an Indian Classic Baahubali. It taught the director how to make a movie properly.