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Carved You remain deep in my heart

Carved You remain deep in my heart

Majestic you stand

Carved you remain deep in my heart
As you slip away through my clinched fist
I try to keep awake, to see, to remember
The picture dims in the haze,the mist
The darker it gets, the deeper it cuts
Time slides and days are few
We just arrived, few days ago
Look!!Now its time to bid adieu

Majestic you stood.. mother of many a thinkers
And many a thoughts
As we crawled into the mother’s lap
Innocently like curious tots
We let go of the life before
Ranks and percentages and marks galore
Soon we were one,like the bees of a hive
Each in his own right, no less, no more

Eyes were wide open and dreams were fresh
Faltering feet stumbled through the unexplored
Hands drew lines leading to a new life
Only they were drawn on the ED board
People unheard of (who now are the closest friends)
New nicks were coined(which soon became trends)
Rooms were new, faces were new
the shell had been broken, the world was new

The first day in college
We stormed the gates
The only day when we were on time
To meet new friends, new classmates
Where’s room no. 203?
Who is that girl?
What does GPA mean?
What are divergence and curl?

The questions then changed
The notebooks got clean
First benches were deserted
As we thronged the inner canteen
The games begun and
The homesickness was soon gone
Half the rooms remained locked
while in the other half, 29 was on!!

Cds from CP,mishti doi in coop, NCC boots
raapchandus,rissam,Mishra xerox for tutes,
Hitman,NFS,CS,AOE and GTA vice city,
Cricket in MCG, and playing carrom and TT,
Gupta’s samosa,Bata ka paratha and Gate
Munna, Khalsa and OC’s chicken dehati plate
The river, the woods,the farms, the country,
PMC,the two famous trees and the no entry

Snoozed alarms,the mess food,the bathroom line
Reaching the 8:50 class at ten past nine
The friendship,the love,the warm bonding
The proxies and the 196 mass responding
The bunks we planned but never succeeded
the lab readings that we always cheated
The lab journals with misspellings abound
As mistakes accumulated as they went around

The online DC test and the Mup test programs
The vivas,the midsems and the end sem exams
The one night games-mugging and cramming began
Keiser, Rajput, Grewal, Stallings and Millman
The GPA cards and the registration process
Returning from home,greeted by aloo in the mess
The long nights of bakchodi aka smalltalk
The road behind H6 and the after dinner walk

The walks

How we’d remember the phrases forever
“A see the”,”2 ki power”,”Look man”
How the cse classes were always off
How we’d shout for an off when the class began
How the night was too small to watch three movies
How the fifty minutes class seemed like ages
How we asked others how their viva was
And how we filled shit in the 16 exam pages

The day of reckoning now came along
the judgement day for our 3 year toil
The wheels of fortune started to turn
We put our heads down,burned the midnight oil
The first job of our lives
The boys were now men
Congratulations filled in
Parties held, again and again

The days are few and we head for a new life
Where the world is full of agony and strife
As I gaze at this place,I love it even more
value this place like I had never done before
They say you come to know of the true value
Of something when you are about to part
We may remain thousands of miles apart
But carved you will remain deep in my heart

Dedicated to my life and friends at BIT
By Manojit

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  1. suni
    February 10, 2009 at 6:55 pm | #1

    hey…wz goin thru ur blog nd found dis lovely work (in 2nd page though…thank god i wz not in lazy mood nd i clicked that “previous posts” link. abt dis poem….i found it intresting….a single poem describing ur 4 years @ BIT…wid not a single thing left…..so…start smiling abt dis comment nd kip blogging….coz 4m nw onwards…m regular reader of ur blog… :)

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