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Ended up from different places, Entirely different surrounding, Each with different dreams, Every one with different aim... Few are here just to learn, Few are here to enjoy life, Few are here to get new friends, Few are here to lead there life... The classes that we have bunked, The parties that we have attended, The exams that we have copied, The days that we have spent together... Birthday treats, canteen tea. University lunch, pwd chicken rice. Beach sundal, Ibaco ice cream. Kfc crushers, McDonald burgers... I don't wanna miss these things... I want to start it over again, so that... I can fulfill my missed out dreams, or else... I wish my life to end here right now :-(

It started when I was sixteen. And it feels like still we are in teens. Staff said its calf love. But I believed its half love. Silly fights and funny heartbreak. Which didn't last when we wake. Long conversations and late night chat. Helped me a lot in our very first date. I first saw you on your birthday. Five years back on a rainy day. I was stuck by the cyclone in your smile. When I got up I was sinking in nile...

His mom said , rise up and shine... The clock shows, eight passed nine... He washes his face, and perfumes his dress... Skipping the breakfast, he runs for the bus... With students flooding , slow she moves... He manages to climb up, before she leaves... He was not in a hurry, but for trends.... Not alone, but with his friends... Down the roof, they start to sing... From top of the bus, he starts to bang... Both together, seemed like band... No drums no guitar, its just there own hand... People inside the bus, and students outside the bus... Seemed to enjoy, the early morning buzz... The songs that they sing, and the tune that they put... Was something new, to someone new to the city...

The first time I look into those eyes, i knew you saw through into my soul, the smile you gave was sweet and pure,  the words you spoke was precious and dear. My breath, you took away, my life, you turned upside down, each day was filled with colors... as our love grows day in, day out. We go on dates, stroll on parks, watched some movies or simply chat, the simple things that we did then, I keep within me, because it tells me you care And soon one day, we will walk, hand in hand, eye to eye, so mystical,  the best of love for me back then, is still the best I can have today...

Hush hush run away, he says Wearing a worn out finary, Pop star hair style, And a gentle man's walking stick. Behind the car, Aware she stands, With a poor little rat, Struggling for life. He hammers the floor, And shouts aloud, But she stands still, With the poor little rat. he ran around asking for help, They ran away to save themselves. Still she stands with the poor little rat. When he threw the stick at the car The wind shield shattered And the people gathered Not to help, But to beat. The gentlemen who tried to help The poor little rat, Seeing this ,the rat pretend to be dead. And so he left, with tears in eyes. Then she ate, The poor little rat, When it was alive...

Built for pride, and glory of our nation. Standing tall, against the raising sun. Built with hot red bricks, and hammered rocks. Embedded with knowledge and peace. Teaching the role of life for the innocent. Moulding the future of the matured men. Before independence,built by the British. With traditional Britain art of building. Like endless wave hitting the shore. Students keep marching towards her door. Our pass outs make impact in the society. And our drop outs make history in the society. It does not gives eyes to the blind, But it teaches them to see the world. It does not provides ears to the deaf, But it teaches them to hear the hearts. It does not assures mouth for the dumb, But it helps them to raise there voice in the crowd...

I never noticed it coming, But im happy that it came. I don't have to stay awake till late night, Because she is not gonna text me anymore. I don't have to tell excuses to my friends, Because im not gonna hang out with her anymore. I don't have to press my shirt daily, Because she is not there to notice it anymore. I don't have to shave my mustache every day, Because im not gonna kiss her anymore. I don't have to reserve corner seats in theatres, Because she is not gonna turn up for movie anymore. I don't have to wait for the valentines day to come, Because she is not my valentine anymore :-P

Daydreaming, Here I am.... Hoping that for just a single moment... You would look back, from where I am... Our love story is something,that is worth writing... You are my first and last love... Though our promises were sealed in our hearts.... It did not last... till now I'm still treasuring those moments... We once had when we were in love... Hoping that, someday you will be back...

What am i doing ??? This isn't what i was born for... Why should i give up my desire... May be this is not the time... But i'm very sure it will happen... The road which I have traveled wasn't smooth... The words that I have heard wasn't soothing... People I have loved with wasn't worth it... So I have decided to move on and move away... I'll wait for a right person to walk by my side till I die... Every night, an old man appears in my dream... He laughs at me like a mad dog... He keeps repeating that purity is rare... But the rarest of the rare aren't rare in the land of pure water... Thought his look wasn't impressive,his words inspired me.... I'm restless every night, I'm tired of this computer generation... I'm sick of fake faces with false smile... Moral values have vanished in rain... Evil thoughts has entered every single soul...