I''ve written a poem for you: Twinkle twinkle little star, you should know what you are, and once you know what you are, Mental hospital is not so far.
Phone na kia karu DEAR
Mama hoti hain NEAR
Papa se lagta hai FEAR
Baat nahi hoti CLEAR
Dewaron k b hote hain EAR
IS liye SMS karu DEAR
No FEAR n everything CLEAR