Single colored photo

One of my friends has changed her photo on fb. I suddenly dropped by her profile and wrote these lines just like that.
Sorry, I too don’t think sensible sometimes 😛

हमेशा ख़ुशी से उसे मुस्कराते हुए देखा,
जब जब रंगीन आसमान में पंख फैलाते देखा!
पता चला ma’am
रखती हैं ज़मीन पर भी कदम कभी,
जब fb पर “Single colored” photo
में भी उसे चहचहाते हुए ही देखा!!

What it takes?

What it takes us to be smiling, A happy mood.
What it takes a mood to be happy, A good news.
What it takes a news to be good, A person’s closeness.
And, what it takes a person to be close, A smile! 🙂

Kis taraf hum jaane lage hain!!!

Aisa nahi ki sirf hum unhe chahne lage hain,
Ab to wo bhi apne dil ki baat batane lage hain!
“Pagal hai kaun” – ye soch soch kar hum
muskuraane lage hain…
Bin barsaat ke bhi anchal mein chupa kar
jane kin boondon se bachane lage hain! 🙂

Dur rah kar apne paas hone ka
meetha sa ahsaas karwane lage hain!
Khushi ya fatkaar, masti ho ya pyaar,
Har waqt humse izhaar jatane lage hain!
Hamare na chahte hue bhi apni har baat
pyaar se woh manwane lage hain!
Chup rah kar bhi huzoor har pal
aankhon se baatein banane lage hain!

Har mod par humein aazmane lage hain,
Dil par hamare woh apna haq batane lage hain!
Unhe milne ke hum bahaane banane lage hain…
ya,
unki Tasvir se is dil ko bahlaane lage hain!
Saanson ko apni khushboo se mahkaane lage hain,
mann hi mann hum khud par itraane lage hain!
Sirhaane aakar neendon mein gun-gunaane lage hain,
Yaad mein unki hum khud ko bhool jane lage hain!

Dil ke haathon majboor in tanhaaiyon
mein sharmane lage hain!
Adhura sa lag raha tha jo ab tak…
Unki kahaniyon se wo sansaar sajane lage hain!
Haath badhaya dosti ka jab se unhone
khawaab hi unhe pehchaanne lage hain!
Haathon me haath liye baaton hi baaton mein
na jaane,
dono anjaan kis taraf ab jane lage hain…

One of my friend asked to write it in Hindi. Therefore, here it is:

ऐसा नहीं की नहीं की सिर्फ हम उन्हें चाहने लगे हैं
अब तो वो भी अपने दिल की बात बताने लगे हैं!
“पागल है कौन” – ये सोच सोच कर हम
मस्कुराने लगे हैं….
बिन बरसात के भी आँचल में छुपा कर
जाने किन बूंदों से बचाने लगे हैं!

दूर रहकर भी अपने पास होने का
मीठा सा अहसास करवाने लगे हैं!
ख़ुशी या फटकार, मस्ती हो या प्यार,
हर वक़्त हमसे वह इज़हार जताने लगे हैं!
हमारे न चाहते भी अपनी हर बात
प्यार से वो मनवाने लगे हैं!
और,
चुप रहकर भी हुज़ूर हर पल
आँखों से बातें बनाने लगे हैं!

हर मोड़ पर हमें आज़माने लगे हैं
दिल पर हमारे अपना हक़ बताने लगे हैं!
उन्हें मिलने के हम बहाने बनाने लगे हैं…
या
उनकी तस्वीर से ही दिल को बहलाने लगे हैं!
सांसों को अपनी खुशबू से महकाने लगे हैं!
सिरहाने आकर नींदों में गुन-गुनाने लगे हैं,
याद में उनकी हम खुद को भूल जाने लगे हैं!

दिल के हाथों मजबूर इन तन्हाइयों में
शर्माने लगे हैं,
अधूरा सा लग रहा था जो अब तक…
उनकी कहानियो से वो संसार सजाने लगे हैं!
हाथ बढ़ाया दोस्ती का जब से उन्होंने
ख्वाब भी उन्हें पहचानने लगे हैं!
हाथों में हाथ लिए बातों ही बातों में
न जाने,
दोनों अनजान किस तरफ अब जाने लगे हैं!

ख्वाबों से खेलने का मन

करता है ख्वाबों से खेलने का मन,
करता है यादों को समेटने का मन,
ख्वाब कि वो बीते पल फिर से जिए जाएँ,
ख्वाब कि वो अपनों के नाम कर दिए जाएँ!

वो बचपन का प्यारा संसार,
दादी नानी की कहानी में
जीवन का सार!
पापा की डांट फटकार,
और माँ की मीठी पुचकार!
रो-रो कर अपनी हर बात मनवाना,
50 पैसे की toffi में भी बहल जाना! 🙂
Train दिख जाने पर चीखना चिल्लाना,
मम्मी की आधी लोरी में ही सो जाना!
वो खिलोनों में चाबी का भरना,
आँगन में घुटनों के बल चलना!
गिरते, पड़ते ज़िन्दगी का वो पहला कदम…
कदम वो फिर से भरने का मन,
करता है ख्वाबों से खेलना का मन!

वो भोली नटखट सी smile,
“Johny-johny yes papa” की rhyme!
बाहर कहीं जाने के लिए सिसकाना,
और पापा के कंधे बैठ कर इतराना!
वो बारिश में नंगे नहाना, 😉
और भीगी कागज़ की कश्ती तैराना!
पहली cycle पर कार से race लगाना,
बड़े होकर pilot बन ने के सपने सजाना!
लुका-छुपी में एक आँख से देख जाना, 😛
चिड़िया-उड़ के खेल में भैंस को उडाना,
चारपाई के नीचे बैठ कर बनाना अपना घर…
नन्हा घर वो फिर से बसाने का मन,
करता है ख्वाबों से खेलना का मन!

पापा की pocket से रुपये चुराना,
और डांट के बाद माँ के आँचल में सुबकाना!
दादा की ऊँगली पकड़ कर मंदिर जाना,
BDay पर पहले केक खुद खा जाना!
भाई बहन के साथ लड़ना झगड़ना,
फिर उन्ही के साथ खेलना, खाना, पढना!
छुट्टियों में मामा के घर करना धमाल,
नानी के लड्डुओं ने दिखाया बहुत कमाल! 😀
Incomplete homework के साथ school जाना,
Note के डर से पेट दर्द के बहाने बनाना!
सुन्दर लिखाई से notebook को चमकाना,
Good/star मिलने पर फूले ना समाना!
Recess में एक दुसरे के Tiffin से खाना,
मुर्गा बने हुए friend को चिडाना!
वो पूरी छुट्टी की घंटी का इंतज़ार…
Office में वो घंटी सुनने का मन,
करता है यादों को समेटने का मन!

First lecture में हमेशा लेट जाना,
और First seat पर नींद के लटके आना!
एक ही jean को महीनो तक चलाना,
Body को deodorant की bottle पिलाना! 😛
Bunk के लिए election कराना,
First show के लिए पहली row में
भी बैठ जाना!
हर छोटी बात पर शर्त लगाना,
लड़कियों को chocolate में मनाना! 😉
Exams के time पर्चियां बनाना,
Viva में 1 की 32 Xerox कराना!
Final semester का वो time पास,
Answer sheet में बनाना झोपडी-घास.
“मामा की शादी” का खाना, 🙂
Idea के night pack का लाभ उठाना!
वो nescafe पर दोस्तों का साथ…
Group में वो खप मचाने का मन,
करता है यादों को समेटने का मन!

पापा के प्यार भरे खौफ का साया,
माँ के आंचल की छाया,
नानी के हाथ के लड्डू,
कहानी – दादी की जुबानी सुनने का मनं!
दादा नाना का लाड प्यार,
भाई बहन के साथ लड़ाई,
“सुन्दर” लड़कियों की Hi,
दोस्तों के साथ चाय पीने का मन!
करता है ख्वाबों से खेलना का मन!!
करता है यादों को समेटने का मन!!!

Friendship… in words of a kid!!!

Yesterday I got a SMS from one of my friend – A poem on friendship. The fascinating fact is that it was written by a 5th grade kid (As mentioned in the SMS). Well, it is vindicated from my side even if its not true, because for me the words are important, and I’m glad to be called “gullible” in this case 😀 A beautiful poem can touch any person treated as a “friend”!!!

Around the corner I have a friend,
In this great city that has no end.

Yes the days go by and weeks rush on,
and before I know it, A year has gone..!!

And I never see my old friend’s face,
For life is a swift and terrible race.

He knows I like him just as well,
As in the past days when I rand his bell.

And he rand mine, but we were younger then..!!
and now we are busy, tired men!

Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of making a name..!!

Tomorrow I say, I will call you my friend,
Just to show that I am thinking of him.

But tomorrow comes and goes,
and distance between us grows n grows..

Around the corner, yet miles away,
Here’s telegram sir. “Your friend died today”!

And that what we deserve,
and get in the end…
Around the corner,
A vanished friend!!

Remember to say what you have,
to the people whom you love and care…

In the end I just want to say,
“Even if I am bad, be my friend,
But its your wish in the END…!!”

A lesson

We all possess few habits which at times hurt others even if its unintentional. Unless somebody points out, we keep on repeating them, out of our very own nature, unaware of their impact on others.

Till yesterday, I too “had” an addiction of leaving a topic halfway during chat. I myself used to bring it into discussion and then, drop it as soon as I had realized its irrelevance. Though, the opposite person had expected me to complete it but, I was of habit to say “leave it”. Never thought how the other fellow used to feel. Yesterday I was talking to one of my friend and behaved the same I had been accustomed to. He got quite disappointed however, din’t say a word. After some time, we had another talk. This time, he followed the suite that I’d been following since years. He picked up a topic out of the blue and knocked it off all of a sudden. I requested to tell but in vain and he finally said – “leave it”!! Beside being surprised, I found that really really BAD. I put down the phone. Few minutes later, he told me, “That was a way to let u know how I feel when u want to say something and then u ask me to leave the topic!”. Attacked by a sense of guilt, I was dumbfounded. Had he not played the trick, I would have never realized my mistake, my fault. A lot THANKS to my friend – Amit. I’ve learned a lesson for my lifetime. Thanks again!!

ये Junior

रात रात भर जगती है,
Chat के लिए computer screen तकती है,
“hmm hmm” करके भी नहीं थकती है!
कभी कभी थोडा अकड़ती है,
इतना पकाने से भी नहीं पकती है,
ये Junior कुछ ज्यादा ही समझती है!

Innocent,naughty, दिल की साफ़,
पढाई में अच्छे अच्छों को करती है माफ़!
थोड़ी बुद्धू है, हमेशा हँसती रहती है,
और शैतान से भी नहीं डरती है!
मेरी एक अच्छी friend , एक nice junior
छोटी सी matured बच्ची लगती है!!

Simply Manish

The poem dedicated to me from one of my dear junior who seems to get inspired from my poetry 😛
Nicely written. Even I dint know this much about myself!! Thanks to you bro. Miss you and and…
On special request, I’m keeping his identity anonymous.

Jab yaad karo us dost ko,
Jo sabke dilon mein rehte hain,
Ye wahi hain, jinhe Simply Manish kehte hain!
Padhai mein inka jawaab nahi,
Kavita bhi ye karte hain,
Ye wahi hain, jinhe Simply Manish kehte hain!
Khelon se ye dur hain rehte,
Samay bandhan mein rehte hain,
Ye wahi hain, jinhe Simply Manish kehte hain!
Juniors ke ye hain favorite,
Pooja paath bhi karte hain,
Ye wahi hain, jinhe Simply Manish kehte hain!
Meri hai ye pehli kavita,
Apne bade bhai ko samarpit karta hun,
Saath rahe aisa dost hamesha,
Aisi kaamna karta hun;
Khushiyaan mile inhe jivan mein,
Jo sabko khushiyaan dete hain,
Ye wahi hain, jinhe Simply Manish kehte hain!

Will we still…???

Sometimes, we just want to write down our feelings without even giving a thought! Yesterday, our beloved juniors threw us the fabulous farewell party SAYONARA! How happy we were! In the spirit of lookin’ nice, I borrowed a shirt from my own junior 😛 As if we were goin’ to attend Vishal’s marriage. OMG!!!, teeka lagwane ke liye bhi queue!!!! No problem, simply realized that we were still @ IITG. Function started with a welcome speech followed by a soundless PPT. No problem, It happens in a great country like India.

Then few good events were kept in a queue. I got trapped in my own trick and had to dance. However… enjoyed myself. During rest of the events such as paper dress, date the mate, rose exchange, tongue twisters, we kept hooting and shooting jokes. It was amazingly nice to see everyone completely involved in the fun even though our legs were being pulled. Again no problem as it was meant for masti and above all, they had to keep the legacy on (Seniors ki khinchane ka mauka kabhi kabhi to milta hai) 😛 After those entertaining few hours, it was time for coming back to the reality. Lights were switched off and a PPT was played portraying our memorable moments at IITG. Believe it or not, it moved everybody in the room and made few of my friends cry. I controlled myself somehow.

While we were approaching the concluding part, I hit the last nail with my poem “MTech CSE ka parivaar” which I had written specially for the occasion. There was pin-drop silence contradicting my expectations 🙂 To my consternation, it fetched me hell lot of appreciation besides “Mr Farewell” title. Had dinner, clicked some more pics for our HUGE collection, danced and came back in rejuvenated mood. THANKS and big round of applause to all of our juniors. Awesome it was and felt privileged for the first and (guess) last time. 😉

But after seeing party snaps today, I got to understand the real meaning of FAREWELL!!!!!! I was shocked realizing that its time to come out of this lovely dream and move ahead. Its time to leave our alma-mater, academic life, our friends but their everlasting friendship! Just a thought of the time we will part traumatize me. The poem I was reciting happily yesterday brings tears now! The pictures for we were enthusiastically posing, leave me completely numb! Everybody will be busy with their projects and their packings.

Will we still have that fun and shouting in our lab..? Will we still sit together @ our dinner table…? Will we still wait to let one finish his meal…? Will we still move out for any party..? Will we still plan for a trip…? Will we still pull each others’ leg…? Will we still go for group tea…? Will we still vie for giving bumps on birthday…? Will we still fight for a single bite of cake…? Will we still tear clothes on Holi…? Will we still copy the assignments..? Will we still whine about our system…? Will we still strive to go out of this IITG life…? Will we still enjoy this rain as we used to love it earlier…? Will we still jump over the sweets that one bring from home…? Will we still stand in a queue for awful dinner…? Will we ever get chance to appreciate this green, serene and calm campus…? Will we ever have the treasure like DC++…? Will we ever roam around on cycles…? Will we ever get these 2 years back…? NO NEVER! That farewell symbolizes this very hard to believe simple fact.

Truly speaking – these 2 years will be the BESTEST BEST parcel of my whole life! I had never enjoyed to this extent. Life had never been so fulfilling before coming to IITG. Emotions are desperate to flow out. Par, kiske aage roun??? Can’t show you but I’m crying loud inside while writing this piece. I simply can’t help myself at this moment. WHY should I, after all I am a human. I too have feelings deep inside my heart which I want to share with my friends…BUT everyone has already got engaged with their stuff. Will we still have time to listen to a friend in need…? HOPE that we will. I wish time should either travel with a speed of light or stop here itself!! I want to talk long with everyone for the rest of the time left in IITG. I want to capture every moment so that I can cherish them later when I will be alone.

This one month time is going to be quite tough. Parting is the hardest part and I never dreamed of this. I can’t imagine whether I would be able to stand the moment we will depart. May the Almighty extend some courage for bearing that painful time!!! Still, I am excited (to embrace new life style) being sad. I am smiling (@ achieving that I had wished for long) being mad. Wish each and every friend of mine everything he/she had ever dreamed of! Hope our ways cross again. On this gloomy note, would like to take off. Keep following my blog for my poems. Keep in touch and never ever dare to forget me else I will forget you 🙂

MISS YOU ALL. With love – Au revoir!

MTech CSE ka parivaar

NOTE: This poem is dedicated to all of my dear classmates and Juniors who made those 2 years at IITG memorable. I recited the poem on our farewell (Sayonara’2010) and trust me – everyone was listening attentively which is a rare thing 😀 Gonna miss this life forever…

Sunane ja raha hun ek kavita mahaan,
Sunne wale jara dijiyega dhyaan;
Baaki sab band kar le apne kaan,
ya phir 10 min ke liye ja sakta hai bahar,
Shirshak hai jiska “MTech CSE ka parivaar!”

Doston se dosti ki, ladkiyon se kiya pyaar,
Kiya humne dusre deptt mein bhi apna prasaar;
Physics/Biotech jaise naam hain beshumaar 😛
aur banaya humne hasta khelta failta hua
MTech CSE ka ye pyaar bhara parivaar!

Liye Jazba kuch kar dikhane ka,
Finally ek achi si job pane ka!
Sab ek dusre se bekhabar aur anjaan,
College mein enter hue apni chaati taan;
BTech walo ne kaha “kaun ho meri jaan??”,
Profs ne kaha ho tum sirf 2 saal ke mehmaan,
apna kaam karo ya karo aaram, but
plz hume na karo pareshaan!! 😀
Seniors ne bhi yahi tha samjhaaya,
Padhai likhai to hai sirf moh-maya!
bas mil gaya hume to avsar shaandar,
haste, gaate, khelte hue bana liya
MTech CSE ka mast mast parivaar!

First year ki woh assignments thi insane,
le gayi raaton ki neend aur din ka chain!
Aaye the sochkar ki milegi koi ladki,
but ye kya!, yahan to pehle se hi hai kadki!
Chor (छोड़) diya jiske liye humne hostel ka lunch,
Kurkure, juice, cakes, chips aur munch!
Woh tapri ke pakode, tea and mixture chat,
mann hi mann niharna sundar ladkiyon ki baat (बाट)!
Aasha thi aayega in dhimal aakhon mein prakash,
No offence, but juniors ne bhi kar diya niraash! 🙂
Zara rukiye hazoor, andar se aayi pukaar,
Aakhir ummid par hi to kayam hai ye sansaar!
aur aise banaya,
MTech CSE ka single ladke-ladkiyon wala parivaar!

Lab mein woh project karna to tha sirf bahana,
Kaam tha doston ke saath thoda sa aur batiyana!
Bina brush ke Dosa khana – jab hote hain late,
but kya karen, queue mein karna padta hai
phir bhi ghanton wait!
Mess mein karna rotiyon ki maara maar,
Paneer kha kha kar toot gayi sabra ki diwaar!
Power cut ho jane par woh chikhna chillana,
aur light aane par khule muh pakde jana; 😉
Yahan tak ki humne to dekha rasgullon ka bhi
plate se gum ho jana!!!
Din din tarasna – kab milega ek special meal,
Jab table par Sweets-icecream ki hoti hai deal!
Birthday par khana doston se laat,
Canteen mein jakar laga dena
bechaare ke wallet ki watt!
Kisi ke birthday par kisi aur ko maarne ki dhun,
Gehun ke saath to hamesha pista hi hai ghun! 🙂
Bhulaye kaise bhul sakta hai yaar,
Kamine doston ka woh bumps wala pyaar!
aur aise banaya,
humne MTech CSE ka uchalta koodta parivaar!

Ghar walon se kahna – “Soya nahi poori raat”,
Beta to kar raha tha girlfriend se meethi meethi baat!
Raat ko ek CS ka game, ek movie ya
ek taash ki baaji thi jaroori,
Neend to agle din class mein ho jaayegi poori!
Sona first bench par professor ki naak ke neeche,
Hamare woh oonghna, khilkhilana, masti aur
chitrakaari karna baith kar peeche!
Attendance ka darr bhi kuch logon ko hila na paaya,
Bunk jaise aish-o-araam se apna banvaas bitaya!
Aankh lag jane par woh professor ke chalk ki maar,
aur boring lectures mein hi to panpe ham jaise kalakar! 😉
aur aise banaya
humne MTech CSE ka ye sota jaagta artistic parivaar!

Lo aa gayi imtihaan ki ghadi,
Syllabus ka ata pata nahi aur
kaam ki ek bhi book nahi padhi!
Fursat kahan thi notes banane ki,
Science ne di hai na
machine XEROX karane ki!
Raat raat bhar baith kar ratna,
Apna time bachane ke liye dusro ke
rooms par bhatakna!
Coffee par neend se bhari aankhon ko jagaana,
kya karen, books ke darshan kiye beet gaya zamaana!
Exam wale din bhagwaan ko manana,
ladoo, pede ya rupiyon ki rishvat khilana!
Kuch samajh na aane par ques paper ka palatna,
Ghanton tak chhat (छत) ki diwaar ko takna;
aur help milne ki ummid se aankhon ka matakna!
Dekhi jo hamare maathe par tension ki boond,
Examiner khush ki beta…
ab aaya pahaad ke neeche oont! 😛
Par humne bhi kahan seekha hai maan na haar,
with doston ki help and notes ka vyapaar!
aur aise banaya
MTech CSE ka ye padhne wala nikamma parivaar!

Kaziranga – dumb-charades mein has has kar
ho gaya haal behaal,
“Shamshaan ki kali” aur “Isne isko nahi maara”
jaise naamo ne kar diya nihaal!
Guwahati ki choti par chadhna fudak fudak,
Kuch log to bechare beech mein hi gaye ludhak! 😉
DC ne barbaad karne mein nahi chori koi kasar,
aisi, waisi movies, soaps se aasani se kat gaya
din-raat ka safar!
Akhiri dino mein hard disk ka fill karna,
ek ek slot ke liye lambi lambi aanhen bharna!
Cycle par karna dhoop mein daud-bhaag,
Fotu ke liye lagana beech mein chalaang!
Holi par woh kapdo ka chir haran,
tan dikhate hue phir aati hai sharam!
Sikkim, Shillong ke trips bhi hain yaadgaar,
Barak Canteen ka makeover bhi
kuch kam nahi tha chamatkaar!
Mama ki mithai se manaya
hum sabne Diwali ka tyohaar!
aur aakhirkaar
taiyaar hua MTech CSE ka bhara poora parivaar!

To aaiye meharbaan – kadardaan,
dekhiye kaun kaun hai hamare is
parivaar ki aan, baan aur shaan…

Shirish ka Java pyaar,
PHOKAT Pavan ki woh uchal kood;
PAA ke papers ka bhaar!
Sabko advice dene ki hamari MUMMY
ne rakhi hai thaan!
BAKRI Chandu aur E-Vishal ki woh
har baat par khinchtaan,
Model Anuj hai hamaare LOVE GURU,
ladki dekhte hi ghanti baji — “Guru, hoja shuru”! 😀
“Master of Tech” student Kurup ka chauda Seena,
aur Nahar bhai ka dhai kilo ka haath,
Shantanu ko mila Lord voldemart ka saath!
CHEETAH hamara khoya hua sardaar,
AAM AADMI ke kisson ki bharmaar!
Roopa ki jhuki jhuki si nazar,
Ankur ki kamre jaisi kamar!
Sapna ka first bench par be rok-tok sapne sajana,
Dharam ka har waqt bike pe Girls hostel ke
aas-pass mandraana!
Lopa rehti hain apne mein magan,
aur Prabhat ki woh andhere kamre se lagan!
Shekhar ka chicken girata sabki wicket,
Subrata ko to dekhne ki bhi lagti hai ticket!
Anand aur Ajith ki “Stupid, You Idiot” wali hathapaai,
Sumit Bhaisahab hain hamare DARINDE bhai!
CHOTE BAKAR Santosh ne ga ga kar
ANNA Satheesh ko kya bhayankar Hindi sikhai! 😛
CHACHA ke dil mein kuch kuch hota hai,
Par Kushgra har baat mein kyu rota hai!
Mota BALLU rehta hai life mein hamesha bore,
LOLITA hai batch ka nachta hua safed mor!
Pain (पाइन) ka bhi kuch kam nahi hai josh,
ek aur-ek aur kahkar bhi khote nahi hain hosh!
Bindu ma’am ko khaye ja raha judaai ka gham,
Vinayak aur guide ne kar diya naak mein dam!
DISASTER Vikrant aur uske PJs ke vaar,
“Karthik callling Karhik” ke coding ki dhaar!
Bhagath hai hamara BUFFALO faltu,
Alisha ne banaya tension ko paltu!
khud ko bhi kaise chadhaun chane ki jhaad pe,
Jaane kya kya kaam kiya M.Tech ki aad mein!
Movies dekh dekh kar ho gayi aankhen chaar,
Nach nach kar bhi nahi hili patli kamar si diwaar! 🙂
Ye hai ham sabka do saalon ka saar,
Jahan koi banna hi nahi chahta BR
woh hai hamara
MTech CSE ka innocent sa parivaar!

Itna kuch kah diya Joke joke mein,
Manish to gaya bechaara “literally” bhonk mein!
Lekin ab ho raha hai ahsaas,
jaane ka time aa gaya pass;
Sochte hue mann ho jata hai udaas! 😦
Rah rah kar ab aata hai yaad,
Bitaya hua har woh lamha doston ke saath;
Nahi aayenge wapis wo pal, woh ghante,
woh din, mahine, saal baar-baar!
Lekar baithe hain aansu dil mein bharmaar, 😦
par kya karen hain hum aadat se lachaar;
Wada kar baithe doston se na rone ka yaar,
nibhana to padega warna padegi bahut maar!
SAYONARA kahte hain dil mein liye sapne hajaar,
unme se atleast ek-doso 😉 to honge sakaar!
Juniors se hai guzarish ki rakhen barkaraar,
bilkul hamari tarah…
MTech CSE ka ye sadabahar parivaar!
MTech CSE ka ye sadabahar parivaar!