The following was inspired by my hypothesis that the villainy of a current high-profile administrator has its roots in a past heartbreak. The writing may be a bit wet around the ears; I was doing dishes at the time of composition. Here goes:

हमारी रंजिश तब बढ़ी

जब खोल सीना हम खड़े ।

देकर खंजर हाथ तुम्हारे

और तुम मुँह फेर के चली गयी ।।