It is a place where we want to come again
Where I had my share of happiness and pain
Oh! That friendship of friends, crush’s rejection
I am talking about our college, friends it’s not fiction
Sitting without an interest in lecture
Yes-yes I was a back bencher
It was the time when Sundays were boring
Even I wished to Go on Holidays for that fun exploring
Beauties of college and their face’s spark
I used to roam after them near Their Classes and Sculpture park
Shining Sun of January’s winter
And gossiping, backbiting and nonsense at college lawn
Wandering with friends near swimming pool
Now all is by gone
Functions and cultural programs will be memorable
Dances of beautiful girls and all things are now fable
Golden days of our life can’t be back
It is only thing today that I lack…