"ADITYU...."

My small bro whom I call Adityu,
Kids like him seem to be very few,
Who love's blue,
And sticks to Nitin as a glue,
Loving and sweet just like honey,
Which can't be got even by money,
Doesn't like to go to barbar,
But still acts as lovely Akbar,
Plays many games just one like dice,
Who goes to school named Children's paradise
Bit naughty, bit stubborn and very clever,
One whom you dare to forget never.