Now, Ash comes on the stage and Anku steps down. Poorna heaves a sigh of relief and mutters,"Finally without any drama."

"Now, the next person to step on stage, with her beautiful gift, is also a writer herself. She is the one who rhymes with grace, writes with rhythm and pens down beautiful quotes, too", Ash announces.

Seeing their enquiring faces, Ash drops a hint,"She has the 'imperfect' word included in her name but she makes an endaevour to write everything perfectly."

Listening to that, Vani shouts, "Imperfect_Writing!"

And Ash answers, "Yes dancer! That's absolutely correct!
Put your hands together for the perfectly imperfect Mickey!"

Mickey smiles modestly and steps on the stage.

Dear Friend, how are you this fine day?
A day filled with delightness given away.
Another year, another chapter.
Wishing you all the world’s laughter.
 
A speck of dust, transformed. 
A star that now so brightly gleams.
No wonder your dreams are now a beam.
You're a wonder, a joy to be.
 
Dear Friend, I may be no one.
But your eyes catch on mine.
These pitiful words you seem to see light.
By the grace of kindness you say that they're right.
 
A pal, a buddy, a system of hope.
Connection big or small.
Not taken for granted at all.
A precious being we all call.
 
A sore thumb in a crowd,
A burst of life, epic and new.
To what honor do I have for this day?
More than a 24 hours to leave astray.
 
Honored, a pleasure, wow, what a guy!
Your work, your messages leave me to sigh!
 
Wishing you a day of candles.
Wishing you a day of fun.
Wishing you a life worth living
For all the years to come!
 
 
Happy Birthday, friend!
                                                ~Mickey
                              ( _Imperfect_Writing )