Friends, for another time I shall write about friends and how I miss them. As I wrote in my previous posts, days have been like a fairy tale, when I lived with those friends whom I love. And the gap they left in my life is so vivid and large, that I am seriously disappointed to accept the truth that life's like that.
This ballad (I dare call it so, but then it's my past which i love) is dedicated to those set of friends whom I miss everyday, and in each of my celebrations. This is inspired by the friends whom I parted ways with recently like Naresh the Chaitanya, Naresh babu, Naveen, and Arun. I dedicate this to all those who have had a lasting impression on my life and have made my life such an achievement. To list a few: (ordering assorted) Santhu, Naresh aka chaitanya, raja and cricket_team; IIT gang (Naresh, Pradeep, Naveen, Ramu), the only DAVS gang (DAVS stands for Dileep, Ajay, Vijay, Sandeep - the way we christened ourselves and took pride), VHA (Veens, harry, Aru), cjitsfriends mailing list, and others
I took the incidents from my life at IIT with Naresh Babu and Naveen, but the feeling does not change with the others aforementioned. It strikes very personal to these guys and collateral to the others because the way I relate to a person - very personal and very different. I write a part of the thoughts, and there are memories aplenty for which I need more and more pages like this.
At this juncture my heart would ache
To realize our dear with us is fake
As he emabarks on lifes newest track
I only hope the happy times'd be back
Recall to when i first saw your face
Calm and studious were you the ace
Taken aback looking you all discuss
Commenced kinship'n got into concuss
And it grew strong as days went along
Lovely and joyful, it was like a song
Through the hardships and many a bash
At the grub joint always did we mash
When those clouds did melt the rain
Never were we gloomy and did refrain
Through the downpour and all that haze
Scampering in the puddles set we ablaze
Dear pal when you would set out to bowl
Wasnt strong and mighty like wind's howl
Howbeit it filled us with giggles a bunch
Filling our lives with laugh and punch
During those times of interviews and tests
Never had we missed out on fun and fests
Yet we pulled out success the first
Magnificiently we quenched our thirst
As the days of stay began to shrink
When we were at the graduation brink
Fretted over the time passing fast
Knowing that the days wouldnt last
Fortunately did we get a second chance
To live together for a span and dance
Prolonging companionship towards the ridge
Through frolic, cricket, caroms and bridge
Once again through the time will i ponder
How playful have been the days i wonder
More blissful they were than a fairy tale
Memories which would never become stale
Now it's the time i heartily wish
For all those fun i surely'll miss
As u go ahead with mighty endeavour
That wits would work in your favour
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
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You reminded of the fun we used to have playing cricket @Priston grounds. That was a most wonderful times we had ... the exam week when we all gathered .. ohh boy that was like a picnic to say!! Sleevanna ..his bike ... peter boy and his pant's :) ..our owner and her grandson !! your fight with Math mam :) ..i forgot that sir name ..whom we used to comment all the times .... our little room @palakendram..cycle rides..senior's ragging ... count doesn't end ra ... Master's had a different kind of fun and friendship... as you see those were the most beautiful days which i think i would never forget!!! ..
AND I CAN SAY THAT WE ARE FRIENDS FOREVER... AND WE ALL MISS EACH OTHER A LOT!!
Really nice to read your splendid narration of our friendship ra... First of i'd like to thank cards, cricket and biryani which made our friendship stonger and deeper..:-)
Even i too miss all of you more than ever in my life.. sometimes i feel like, i did my lifetime mistake be leaving you all in the search of nothing... Again i want to thank you for creating a cricket_team group, with out which there wouldn't have ay fun in our lives... And i thank god for bringing you in my life....
Hope to get all those golden miments BACK in my/our lives soon..
Hey Sandy,
Could you just remind me of my fight with Math Mam? I dont remember it, but I'd fought with too many ;). One of bests (i cant say which is best, so.) is my fight with Ramesh babu sir when he was not taking the records of Sunder and Sagar.. And I frantically went up to the him in the office and demanded it.. later it looked so foolish but was fun. And it ended up in ramesh babu sir becoming a friend and the issue being solved. PS: Prior to that, my relationship with ramesh babu sir was very bad (he's joined a semester ago then). I thought he believed i'm a freak.
Great one!!!!
Thanks a lot for reminding those sweet memories. Happy to read these lines after the longest week in my life. I will never forget those days at OAT, sarayu/cauvery, gurunath, and the mega mess. Still remember the horrible dis-located bone. And, your great video!!! :) You shudn't have deleted that :( Such an eventful and joyful times might never come in our lives.
Still not in a position to justify my move, but, trying to settle down here.
Surely, miss you all!!!
Hi naresh,
i dont know who deleted my greatest video. Did I? Sometime ago too, I was wondering if that video is still there. We should check with naveen if he has it in his comp cos that was taken from his mobile.
As to your move, things all will look fine if you look back. There is a purpose in your going there, and you will surely understand that purpose. For example, that may bring good fortune to you or may serve as an example for us or I cant tell exactly but you will find it. Enjoy the stay there. I'm happy I spent my time with you all through the years
well well well.....for all those people to who it matters....Dillu is getting MARRIED......HURRAH!
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