Passe

               Aaj asa laga jase kuch piche ha chut gaya.

            Ek pyara sa ehsas,kuch pane ki aas.

            Kuch kar guzarne ka hosla,sab kuch pa lene ki lalsa.

            Bachpan ki aathkhelia,nani ki kahaniyo me apna sapna bh jee lia.

            Maa ki god me sar rakh ke sona.
            Papa ke kandho me to jase aasman bh chu lia.

            Seh nai paye the pair me lagi chot ka dard.
            Maa ke aachal me roa lia tha sar rakh kar.

            Aaj jana dil pe lagi chot se wo dard kam tha magar.

            Kash aj bh roa pate me aachal se lipatkar.

            Bachpan me choti se khushi ko bhi seene se laga liya , aaj asa laga un khushiyo ne
            alvida hai keh diya.

            Aaj jab mud ke dekha to jana bahut kuch hai chut gaya....................

            Har rang bharne ki koshish me lad rahe hai zindagi se

            Aage safar hai bahut lamba,rasta hai thoda kharab.

            Chal rahe hai fir bhi aasha ki kiran liya,

            dhudne us duniya ko jaha nani ki kahaniya lete jati thi kabhi kabhi

            Jaha sabke dil me tha pyar aur khushiya thi beshumar.............

Untitled.......

Well i tried hard but i dont think i can dignify this blog with 1 or 2 words............so itz "untitled"


anyway...........................At last touched the final milestone for being a graduate & be an engineer.............BIGTIMES huh!!!!!!!
So frnds enjoy being the seniormost hope u have fun n best of everthing in this epilogue..............make d most out of it dun let d roads untravelled,words unsaid & d things undone to regret in future.

The journey has been astounding with betimes and hardtimes as well................everything today feels like a dream.
Every1 is saying itz lukin like as if it was yestrday when we came over here but for me evrrything was slow n swift and i did realised each passing day in which i cried,i laughed,i learned ,i appreciated,i felt low ,i felt high.......................................n all things whether good or bad,desired or undesired,welcumed or unwelcumed has been amalgamted to give me a beautiful treasure called MEMORY...to cherish till doomsday.....


We all have got best frnds ,best roomates, hostelmates, classmates, batchmates..........etc etc over here.
Drenched with nostalgia ,things we'l  miss for sure flooded to my mind............
There will b a lot of pplz around but no1 to listen to our dumbest worries ,craziest dreams or wildest fantacies.
Nights will come in a usual way but no night long chats n teasing stuff.
The FB account will b there but no FOCUT tym for hour long gig.
Birthdays will come n birthdays will go but no frnds to give us birthday bums though.
Sunday saturdays will go nowhere but no random plans to go somewhere.
No roaming listlessly in a cold air...........................Jeez the list seems endless..........n still i guess evry1 z waiting for more goodier stuff........ :):)



This poem i want to dedicate to all ,itz the way i felt at some point or othre n apparently most of d pplz out there..

We felt ignored ,we felt blessed too
We felt happy ,we felt sad too

We giggled naughtily & shed tears too
We helped deliberately & sometimes went selfish too

We Got sacred & behaved bravely too
When lonely sum1 was der to put us out of blues

Felt d luv n d hate
& sometimes the jack of all trade

Sometimes we were in the seventh sky
& Sometimes even the flour beneath denied

Som epplz appreciated n some just bitched
& we became we from all those twitch

We faced failures ,we made faults
We learned so much ,from all assualts

We made good frnds & good foes
& a good family out of our homes

The time to go is near now
many things in pipeline but to accomplish them how......


So make d hay while d sunshine
then don't regret n say...."this could have been mine".....

stay blessed.....