Ganesha

In the sweaty hot summer of June o'nine
When things were messy, nothing was fine,
Inspiration was the key nowhere to find,
Blew a wind to cheer up every tired mind.
Laughing, playing, with lot of fun he came to our lives,
He taught us all how to come out of our hives.
There was something to learn for everyone in his way,
Delivered fabulously until came the wicked day.
But memories were created to be cherished for years,
And so the day he departed even the sky had tears.
Characters like him you'll seldom pass by,
Such an amazing soul is this Bengaluru guy.