The days that came by, friends were an important part of my life. Every minute I spent in my school and college was a day itself. Enjoying, roaming, playing and singing (very badly) were the only things we did .At times disturbing classes by irrelevant questions and constant giggling. Jumping walls and running to our hideouts where teachers were not able to see us.Innovative photography.bakwasbaazi,saaradin clg mein lafandaron ki tarhan ghumna.
College ke log the bilkul nirale din bhar roote the,
raat ko sab kuch padte aur dinmein bhi kitabon mein hi khote the.
Humara dimag paper se ek mahina pehle jaagta tha.
kitabon mein dimag ferrari se bhi tez bhagta tha
College mein sirf masti se hi mera naata tha
Subah shaam ghumke hi ghar aata tha.
Har class mein hum baithe hote the,
Kabhi khelte the aur kabhi book kholke sote the.
Woh class ke bahar paji ka dance,
kisi ko chup chup ke glance .
Din bhar college mein shor machana,
Aur principal se pakade jaane par dant khana.
At that time Life was a game
And if I had a choice to get it back then I would claim..
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