After Antara's khaas poem, Anku asks Chinu to throw another pen. He looks at all his friends still thinking about the accidental hit on Ginny's head. But then he grabs the pen and throws it praying that it doesn't hit anyone this time.

The pen flies out of his hand and touches the ground, bounces once, twice, thrice and then lands on Vani's foot.

Seeing that, Ash grins and says,"Wow, even the pen started dancing when Miss Dancer's turn came!"

Listening that, Vani's lips twist upwards and she heads towards the stage. Clearing her throat, she starts reciting her poem.

MY ENCOUNTER WITH MR. WIZARD
 
It all started with his comment on my first poem.
But a two line conversation wasn't enough to know him.
 
He didn't show up again, though I continued to get voters.
My star wasn't lonely, but still missed one of its supporters.
 
I felt this short acquaintance won't ever get a chance,
To turn into a friendship, even for a short-lived instance.
 
One fine day I realised, Wattpad has more than it shows.
The neglected News Feed section, GPS for lost friends and foes.
 
Two performers, single platform, but two different stages,
Found each other, through a third, 'Between The Pages'.
 
That comment from a mutual friend brought me to his book.
I gave it a try, the blurb caught me with a hook.
 
The comments began again, this time from my side.
Conversations restarted, to them all, when he replied.
 
He named me his 'Critical Reader', for I corrected his each error.
From simple opinions, comments turned to satire and humor.
 
Coming to calling him 'Mr. Wizard' from a simple 'Thank You',
Wasn't a long journey, but a short memorable tour.
 
Nothing much to gift, just a small piece of rhyme,
Though unmatchable with his own works, so sublime.
 
MANY MANY HAPPY RETURNS OF THE DAY @cchinu AKA MR. WIZARD! HAVE A WONDERFUL 'READING' FEAST! ☺

                                             ~vanuSh99