As I gaze out of the running meadow,
Sitting on train peeping out of window.
I remember and fall into the oblivion of nostalgia,
The life at BITS was frolicking and fantasia.
Those memorable days make me cry,
Freaking out at C’not, Anc, Shivganga and sky.
How lively the life was at BITS,
Now those days have become history that I miss.
Now each and every face seems to be my friend,
Each and every moment spent there touch my heart.
O ye time just pause and revert back,
For I wanna dance and sing the songs of past.
The songs, niteouts, movies and friends,
Oasis, Apojee, Interface and Bosm,
Tests, labs, Comprees, assignments.
Makes my heart goes hmmmm..hmmm.hmm.....
pals, dances and the luscious fried maggi ,
Samchat, mirchis and those salad days,
Chimpu, Pappu and their hot and cold coffee,
Have all become a blissful memory.
Scribbling while sitting back in the insti,
Watching beauties while studying in the reflee.
Or putting laccha while ghotting in the cutie,
Are the reasons I always toiled for D in compree
Singing, dancing n writing Orkut Scraps,
Gossiping, humming or sacking out at SAC,
Eating, sleeping and putting lachha,
Were the pastimes in BITS ,O my dear maccha !!
I wish I had wings and spurs to fly,
I would vanish high to Pilani sky.
Where the rain pours to make the peacock chrip
In the wonderful place called BITS.
