Am actually getting older with each passing day…within a few years, my skin’s gonna get wrinkly and my hair all white…but god knows I’ve never felt this attached to any ‘institute of learning’ in my whole life…this poem’s dedicated to my friends at Terna…
College ka woh pehla din
tha suna sa saya
Dar ki thi na koi gunjaish
fir bhi class mei na baith paya
Hui canteen mei mulaquaat
already lagi thi sabki vaat
Declare hui, list woh black
kaha agle sem mei, we'll be back!
Kardiya us ladki ko elaan
chakkar mei woh ho gayi hairaan
Boyfriend nikla senior, 2 saal
mili mujhe didi ek aur baar
Fest ke din hue the talli janab
nimbu pani samajh kar pi thi sharab
karne laga harqate badi begani
jab tak na mila ek fight, aur piya dher saara pani
Woh saal, woh din na bhule kabhi
new york, london, lower parel mei bikhre sabhi
Baatein, woh purani yaadein
koi poochein toh hum yeh batatein...
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10/04/2009 at 5:33 am Permalink
good job jhinge…proud to be ur frnd…