GRAD YEARS..!!

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GRADUATES!
Here we are the graduates of 2011
going to face a bit vaster world then it previously was.
The times we use to count in years,
defined in just a few months now,
soon there will be just the last few hours and
goodbyes, altogether.
This was the place we hated in start, but
now it’s getting hard to even imagine being apart.

All through the years spend trying getting friendly
with the acquaintances around,
now we realized how close we really are.

For all the plans we made, for all the dreams we see,
will those be fulfilled in this trail left so short?

And we wish it hard for the time to stop.
Let us hangout here for a few more years, life outside seems so harsh.

Getting late for the class, copying the tutorials,
cursing the management, laughing out loud-
We are gonna miss it all.

The playfulness in the labs,
Forming our own fun gangs,
giving funny nicknames to all of our friends.
Uniting for the mass bunks,
The short attendance,
The test marks,
Being absent; cheating a lot.
Gossiping under the tree in the break hour.
The naughty squirrels hopping around,
The lovely flowers and trees around the compound.
Roaming around everywhere when
the bunk check squad comes on the round.

Sleeping in the lecture hours,
Messaging under the teachers’ nose,
Let’em teach at last we are gonna study on our own,
The one-night-stands we practiced a lot!

Every semester there was at least one subject that tore us apart,
Library -short of books,
sample papers were the last resorts.
And results- always accompanied with some unpredicted shock.

Spending whole day and yet short of hours,
After the classes always wanted to stay back for hours,
Adoring the weather and the monsoon showers.
Eating out, movies and hangouts,
Friends- we made the best of all.

Someday love bloomed in our deserted hearts,
Couples and Singles- there were some hidden wars.
A distress too when that close-buddy-secret-sharer goes far,
It’s the comfort of togetherness everyone seeks at last.
Loves’ indeed bigger than all.
Love- that makes the world go round!

And a surprise package at last,
A memorable trip to cherish till the memories last.
Recalling back, to smile in the gloomy hours.
Final year’s the extreme of all.
Project, Placements- ‘future’ tensions.
Fights, Dramas, Tears, Merry-times, Parties,
Last birthdays we made special for all.
And we realized we are no more kids,
But men and women with dreams.
Each emotion we felt profound.

The geeks, the gundas;
The shy, the outspoken;
The lunatics, the sensible;
The helpful, the greedy souls;
The empathetic, the foes;

A colorful carnival- every one of us is its part.

The four fantastic years ever!
We are gonna miss it all.


An ode to all the fellow mates,
who made it the dearest days to cherish for the lifetime
Be Blessed with Love. Happiness. Peace. forever!





You have four years to be irresponsible here. Relax. Work is for people with jobs. You'll never remember class time, but you'll remember time you wasted hanging out with your friends. So, stay out late. Go out on a Tuesday with your friends when you have a paper due Wednesday. Spend money you don't have. Drink 'til sunrise. The work never ends, but college does... :( And trust me, it doesn't feel nice!

 Wrote this exactly an year back, reminiscences of the memories when it was all getting over. Gave it to be published in the last  newsletter of our times, but it wasn't published for the month of May last year.

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