KM

Look around u

U will see

Most people screaming

As loud as can be

But if u’re smart

Or lucky enough

U’ll spot those rare few

Separate them from the fluff

Those quiet voices

With gentle intonations

Can make or break u

The sound of conscience

I met this girl

Laughter all sweetness & light

And she didn't speak very loud

Indeed, she was quite slight

But she was one of those

With a voice as quiet as can be

But one with a strange power

Is the impact she had on me

Her quiet voice

With gentle intonations

Can make or break u

The sound of conscience

Her voice had reason

Her voice was true

Sometimes brutal, esp with self

In this jaded world, it was new

And as I got to know her

I know it came from a place

Of massive strength & discipline

Overcoming odds with such grace

Her quiet voice

With gentle intonations

Can make or break u

The sound of conscience

And make no mistake

She is more than her voice of strength

She has surprising softenesses

A precipitous artistic bent

But hidden inside the wrapping

Of talent & intelligence

Her character gives an ethereal glow

And for me she is the voice of conscience

Her quiet voice

With gentle intonations

Can make or break u

The sound of conscience

AM

It was a room

As dull as can be

Where I first met her

The girl who grew on me

She appeared smart

In control, you know

But how could I’ve said

She’d become so much more

In the first few months

I came to know her well

But it was only the tip

As now I can tell

It might so appear

We are so very apart

And that may well be true

At least true in part

But we have a core

That’s same, so much so

If someone called us soul-sisters

I would not say ‘No’

She has a pure spirit

Unlike any I’ve seen

She thinks what she says

She says what she means

And she has a rare thirst

To know, to comprehend

To listen before speaking

With stranger, or with friend

Coz she is unbiased

Or as much as can be

She is open to a fault

This girl who grew on me

But the best thing about her

She breaks the stereotype

She’s un-slot-able

She’s above all that tripe

And I am a better person

Because of her, it’s true

And for life I can say

She’ll be part of my crew

So as I leave Unilever

I’ve gained so much, you see

And the best of it all

The girl who grew on me