To An Indian Investor, My Senior

To an Indian Investor, my Senior I still remember that beautiful summer's evening, you gave an emotional speech on EPS, P/E, and fair value of a stock. There you call me a joker, a five year kid! And here you haha! ask for a lovely poem on your birthday. See, I am not an affluent man... Nor any successful businessman! My office is not there... in your city, next to Sidharth Lal. If you accept my poorly invitation! Your next year birthday here-- at my lonely cottage, in this calm country. My servant, my boy, and I, will take you horseback ride-- All around the town. Across the unbound green meadows, Alongside the snowy forests half-hid in fog.